Senior Year

This year seems to be

Just like any other.

I walk the same hallways

That I always walk;

I tote my books in the same bag

That I always carry;

I talk to the same people

That I always see.

From one year to the next,

Nothing changes significantly. So what is different

About this particular year, you may ask.

Sometimes I am not so sure myself.

Then I look down that hallway --

The same one that I have walked

For the past four years --

And hear my companions --

The same ones that I have spoken to

For the past four years --

Calling out to me: "This is senior year, yo;

Let's make the most of it."

-Allison Gossage (2010)