Seventh Hour – The Graduate

Hour Seven – Look on your phone and find the 10th non selfie picture and use that as your prompt.

 

The Graduate

 

Shiny sturdy ravens all

They stride into the ancient hall

and take their designated places

after tentatively, anxiously scanning faces

at the back, where proud parents silently catcall.

 

Velvet bejewelled masters all

They glide into the ornate hall

Indulgent pride in their speeches

touches the young ears, teaches

the congregation. The words enthral.

 

The ceremony begins, black-robed all

They line-up nervous, they mustn’t fall

through the careful walk across the stage.

The handshake and blessing mark their page

and then, they are Graduates after all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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