Graduation Day

On our drive to graduation, I was listening to old country and thinking about how it will be late when we get home, and I won’t feel much like writing. So I said to the hubby:

Let’s write a poem

And he said, What do you want chrome?

To climb a dome?

To go to Rome?

He said, want to mow?

I said, time to slow

down

you clown

He said, Get a gown?

I said it is nonsense

little sense

worth cents

penny accents

He said, just for gent

Some say lent

Don’t get bent!

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Driving to Hazelden

for a graduation

for daughter Becky Wight

a real shining light

in life, and so bright.

~

A quick stop for parts

for a wheeler and go-karts

making the best of the miles

~

This started with nonsense

as a warm-up and for smiles

I did some edits to make sense

of my next fundraiser book

to make sure there’s a hook.

~

After the ceremony, lunch.

Hubby had to have a snack

at his favorite place, any hunch

Yes, it was a bunch of crunch

of a snack, from DQ, he’s a quack.

~

What the hell

This isn’t swell

We got a message

law enforcement

is close said a sage

And everyone is passing

The ceremony was beautiful, and our girl looked great. Except for the flip-flops she wore on her feet. I told her dad that Hazelden Betty Ford is a bit upper crust, so he wore a pair of new black jeans and a nice sweater with his dudes. I approved.

Becky was married when she was in her first year of her graduate program, and they had a baby just 3 months before graduation.

The party after was fun at a place close to the graduation. The room was overflowing with family and friends. More photos were taken. She received some nice gifts, and the food was good. Her mother brought her favorite 7-layer cake, and most everyone enjoyed that.

We made it home in time for me to write this up before going to bed. It was a long and fun day for all involved.