Thistle Down

By Ethel

Graduation

Graduation comes,
With honor dressed,
It is the going forth,
With efforts blessed.

For the reaching out,
Beyond the mesh.
And capturing values,
Within the flesh.

Subduing the hour,
And pleasing my soul.
Improving your wants,
And reaching the goal.

It is the conquering,
To seek and to find.
The rising to heights,
And strengthening the mind.

Death is graduation,
Journeying on from here.
To realms of light and wisdom,
And into a holier sphere.


E.P. 1908 - 1989

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