The End of an Era

The graduation is finished,
Secondary school is over,
The class have all hit the bottle,
Celebrating the end of their sentence,
But I am not happy,
That my term is over,
As I now fear
That the security blanket school provided
Has been ripped from my grasp
All too prematurely.
My age suggests I'm ready to leave,
But mentally I don't feel ready at all,
I'll miss the routine that school gave to me,
I'll miss the help that the teachers offered,
I'll miss the students of all the other years,
But, most of all,
I'll miss the friendships that have been formed.
Even though they seem all too rare,
The ones that have been made,
Are very special to me,
And I am really upset now,
As I know I won't see the majority of my class,
Ever again,
Although I know that this sadness,
Is only shared by a rare few...

For me,
It is the end of an era,
But now I am wondering,
Could it be the beginning of a new one?

A Call for the Old Days

I wish for a return to the old days,
The days that us three together,
Would spend under the sun's rays,
I constantly think about the past,
And shed a tear to myself,
Wondering why our friendship did not last,
I understand that people drift,
As they grow older and wiser,
But the incident that caused the rift,
Was a stupid reason for our friendship to end,
And now, the wounds are so deep,
That it is impossible for them to mend,
Meaning that our friendship,
That once seemed to be an unbreakable bond,
Has been shattered to pieces,
Because you both thought the other was in the wrong.
I know now,
That being around each other won't ever be the same,
But please find it in your hearts to somehow
Play with me, in one last game.

The Shot

It happened when I was playing a game with friends,
While taking a break,
I decided to mess with the football,
I flicked it up,
And took, what was supposed to be
A pot shot.
I hit it firmly with my instep
And was left in awe
As it sailed majestically through the air
And into the basketball hoop!
I grinned cheekily,
And raised my hand in triumph,
Knowing full well it was a fluke!

(this took place in Trinity Sports and Leisure, presumably during P.E. with classmates from Grange Community College; possibly my greatest sporting triumph)