Poem: Graduation Day

Graduation Day

Just like that it's done.
The speeches are made,
the last notes of the music are finished.
The hats, just a short while ago flying in celebration
have been picked up and taken away.

The hugs, tears, laughter, dancing, pictures
and promises are made and
the hall is empty.

Like dandelion seeds,
the winds of time blow
and we drift on air,
fate and our own internal geography

carrying us to...

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My daughter graduated from High School in Virginia on Thursday. So of course it got me thinking.

The picture was taken at the Salem Civic Center, in Salem, Va. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom

Poem: Standing on the Train Platfom at 9AM

Standing on the Train Platform at 9 AM

You stand on the platform, waiting, watching
as trains come, stop, go.
People, familiar strangers, embark
on their own journeys, and you wonder

if their path is a strange as yours.
You wonder
what chain of events take them
on their journey

and if they are sure of their destination,
or like you,
are waiting for a train
to places unknown.

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The picture was taken at the train station in Munich, Germany. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom