Her past four years felt like an eternity, as we watched her grow and see.
From the mom who urged her to do better to the fine woman she turned out to be.
Her awkward times turned to cherished memories and the crowded halls she learned to call home.
The Indian mascot defined her, while, “The Times of My Life,” her graduation song.
Those rough years became her joy, as high school trained her for life’s hurdles.
From the tantrums and parties she threw to her many admirers who smiled and pursued.
Most strangers she now calls friends. A makeshift family to love to the end.
Her life is now a bright future, as petty jealousies and heartbreaks mend.
She’s not a little girl anymore, but nearly grown and out the door.
So, long after the drama, she’ll realize how far her tears, and hard work got her.