Dear Graduates

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I feel so disastrous, then how is it I sing?

Might it be my surroundings, these graceful youth-filled souls

Maybe that it’s this One Time, these dapper-Dan’s and Gals

The cotton-candy low-sun skies and promising new lives

Despite the struggles of this year, which brought fourth omni-tears

Farewell, hello, dear graduates, our hearts tethered despite

Shut-up, Stranger

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Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural

Celebratory tinnitus signaling soon-to-arrive portals

And I feel aglow

For, what I’d failed to recognize
All those years
The Stranger and her offspring wished to silence me

Instead, I bravely shout from the rooftops each day
Renewed

What I used to fear, I ride out now, breathe easy and know

Answers are on their way

Justice is coming like a freight train

Over

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There was that night
An only slightly dimmed light

There was that song I sang to you –I believe you sang back– about being crazy ‘ bout you
An ode I’m inclined to replay over and over and over in my mind, in hopes that I’d grow tired

There was that us celebrating love
An honest Thanksgiving