As I wrap up my senior year, I feel like I constantly have a bittersweet taste in my mouth. Everything is coming to a close with my high school life, but, at the same time, I know that there are so many opportunities ahead of me. I wrote a poem for my AP English class that I would like to share.

A Senior’s Prayer by Stacie Bartels

Oh, give us pleasure with each passing day;
And give us not to think so far away
As college, jobs, families–keep us here
Enjoying the end of our senior year.

Oh, give us pleasure in the busy halls,
Bid us remember our football filled falls;
And make us happy in the last few games,
The crowd cheering, for the last time, our names.

And make us happy in the ringing bells
That they say we’ll miss, but only time tells
If we might remember our high school years–
All of our memories: the smiles and tears.

For these are the days like no other days;
Gone soon, like that awkward Junior High phase.
Wherever we go, wherever we roam,
Platteview High School will always be home.

All in all, I loved high school. I know I am going to miss it, but I can’t wait to look up and see all that life has to offer me.