The Poetry of Gerry Anne Lenhart . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

39: It's Graduation Time!

It's graduation time!
And so hard to believe
That little baby girl
You loved so much
Is all grown up
I wish you could see Robin
I wish
I wish
I wish upon a star
What am I saying
Of course you can
Perched upon that star
You have the best view
Forgive me when I forget.

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