Viking Call

Upper Merion High's Student Newspaper


One Last Time

The years go by in a blur

Tragedy striking the hearts of all that we were
In the confusion, it was never the same
Things have gone, and new ideas came
In and out I have gone

With only the hopeful promise of a new dawn
And here I am, on my final year
Knowing the building of memories will disappear
Everything so strange, sudden and new
But I’ve grown used to the change, many have, too
So I’ll no longer wish for the steady and calm
Instead, I hope for growth, for the end of our qualms


Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *