Watch Them Graduate

• Joanne Ters, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2013

See them go, Saying so
Smiles in the sun
Miles of fun
Watch them row
Mothers in tears scratching their lice, Fathers as scared as mice
Lots of sadness, Also badness
Sisters’ gladness
Throw there hats, not hitting Nat
Screaming in laughter, mouth full of custard
Watching out for the lads not to see
Where would they go and when, making sure not to end up like Ben
Is it Uni Nark? Or Luna Park
There mothers don’t know what to send
First they see joy then they don’t want to go
Finally they are done; get ready for it to start again
It will be as easy as 1, 2, and 3