Ode to a Rose

Ode to a Rose

~ The heart grows, just as a rose,
   From the depths of its roots,
   With each concurrent moment
   Acquires nutrients by the loots.

~ A rose is like a marriage,
   Which may be second-to-none,
   As it blooms asides the other flowers.
   A blossom, only one.

~ A pleasurable thorn,
   Life's God-given gift,
   Can be suitable for one thing
   But for another, it's just a stiff.

~ Ode to a rose!
   "My wild Irish rose!"
   A single figment of nature
   Where beauty comes and goes.

Farewell, Quincy High School

Farewell, Quincy High School

~ Farewell, Quincy High School
   The memories shall last
   But since the future must unfurl,
   We must forgo the past.

~ But what stops the reminiscence
   Is not the things we've learned
   So, we often drop the good times
   Because leaving was what we yearned.

~ Remember the old Vocational Tech?
   The broken doors, the darkened halls, the walls composed of brick?
   Every square inch of asbestos found
   Was enough to make one sick.

~With fears that we would be stuck in trash,
   The garbage that only grew,
   An announcement came, a promise for change
   A school was to be built anew.

~ The work began and students were moved
   And all were cramped in a single space
   The old school never seemed so bad,
   Until construction noises filled up the place.
    
~ Once ancient and historical,  
   The old school had dissolved
   With years of seeing grime and mold,
   The President's place had just evolved.

~ With that said, we say goodbye
    And move to better things
    But in my mind, and others too,
    I still hear school bells ring.

~ Farewell, Quincy High School
   You surely will be missed
   The time we've spent was not a waste
   I'm glad this place exists...