I wrote this on my graduation day…which I missed. One hazard of going to university in another country.

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Here’s to the friends I made
by accident or by design,
in class, commons, and societies,
instantly or over time.

Here’s to the sleepovers,
and sleepless library nights.
Here’s to Winchester, it’s Cathedral,
and St. Catherine’s hilly heights.

Here’s to my lecturers and their lessons,
from boring to party-like classes.
Today it all officially ends
with the clink of champagne glasses.

Here’s to my adopted home,
and the experiences that I’ve had.
It happened so I’m happy.
It’s over so I’m sad.

This poem was originally posted on my personal blog, which you can find here.