Graduation: One At A Time

By Byron R. Pulsifer

There was only one
Only one at a time.
To long for more
Gives you no more.

You have to take it one by one
With each one earned before anymore.
Do not fret unless you scheme
To do less is but only a dream.
Each day must be claimed
Or else there is nothing but shame.

Delight in what you have earned,
Through your work, though it be hard.
Wait not upon the lawn,
But get to class before you yawn.

You made it through to this point,
In delight there must be more
For should it be left or else it is shunned,
‘Tis not for you to become undone.

The hopes and dreams of many are
That rest upon your shoulders broad.
Make haste before the age befalls.
It is not the end despite the night
But only the next one in your sight.

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