To the class of '05
As we walk down that road,
advancing with each step,
the solitude deafin our ears,
escaping every breath.
Moments we share are captured,
time capsules in our dreams.
Joys and plunders abounding,
ripping at the seams.
We come to a place,
when the road breaks off,
mine keeps going,
but yours just breaks off.
We stare at each other,
hug and salute, as if the same,
I head my way along,
but you just stare without aim.
I turn back to face you,
give a good luck wave and a good bye.
I know we'll miss each other,
but we're too strong to cry.
We'll keep in contact,
no matter the height of tide.
Here's my remembrance,
to the class of 2005.
Good luck to all my seniors and all my juniors leaving. And, if you're not leaving JP Taravella and still love me, or even if you are and love me, give my cell a call at 803-0400. Leave a message, as I won't pick it up most likely. Leave a message about where I can reach you, about the year, and about anything else you want. I love my seniors/leaving trojans and I want to keep incontact with each and every one of you.
To the underclassman: We'll see each other next year but, if you don't think that I have your number or someone's that would love to hang with me, leave me a message in the next couple days. I'm organizing a party during summer and starting to make a guest list. Seniors, you'll get first dibs on places :-D!
To the class of '05, I salute,
Charles Ryan Maguire
advancing with each step,
the solitude deafin our ears,
escaping every breath.
Moments we share are captured,
time capsules in our dreams.
Joys and plunders abounding,
ripping at the seams.
We come to a place,
when the road breaks off,
mine keeps going,
but yours just breaks off.
We stare at each other,
hug and salute, as if the same,
I head my way along,
but you just stare without aim.
I turn back to face you,
give a good luck wave and a good bye.
I know we'll miss each other,
but we're too strong to cry.
We'll keep in contact,
no matter the height of tide.
Here's my remembrance,
to the class of 2005.
Good luck to all my seniors and all my juniors leaving. And, if you're not leaving JP Taravella and still love me, or even if you are and love me, give my cell a call at 803-0400. Leave a message, as I won't pick it up most likely. Leave a message about where I can reach you, about the year, and about anything else you want. I love my seniors/leaving trojans and I want to keep incontact with each and every one of you.
To the underclassman: We'll see each other next year but, if you don't think that I have your number or someone's that would love to hang with me, leave me a message in the next couple days. I'm organizing a party during summer and starting to make a guest list. Seniors, you'll get first dibs on places :-D!
To the class of '05, I salute,
Charles Ryan Maguire