Commencement

The bagpipes start up. Playing their progressive tune.
Four lines of black, follow follow.
Step by step.
Excitement grows.
Eyes well up with Tears
Nervousness, Happiness, Joy, and a sense of Destiny.
We march.
Through two lines of color.
Teachers, mentors, family, friends.
Waving, clapping congratulating.
As the symphony starts up the familiar tune
the sound of completion, a job well done.
And thus we step forward.
To our destiny.
Where our Tassels move from right.
To left.
And thus.
Graduation Happened.

....Or at least the Commencement ;)

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi