It’s that time of the year 
that I get to express myself,
to look back on what I’ve done 
and scare myself 
with how proud I am 
or at how little has gone on. 

The school year flew by, 
but so did the chance to recognize 
the days of my life 
and how they got us to where we are. 

Of course I’m glad it’s summer, 
but maybe it’s a bummer 
that I didn’t live each day to its fullest. 
oh well, 
retrospect can be the greatest or the cruelest.