A collection of graduation poems about that special commemorative day that deserves recognition. Poems
for the graduate, poems for fellow graduates, and graduation poems to say thank you!
Everyone must expend the energy and diligence to capture the moment; that moment when a person is entrusted with a graduation diploma that marks only the beginning of a new life.
Perseverance and dedication are the hallmarks of what lies beyond high school graduation. Whether that be in obtaining advanced degrees from college or university, it is always attained through hard work, sometimes tears, and many dedicated hours.
We trust these verses will help express your congratulatory thoughts to the new graduate as they begin to reach for the next milestone, the farthest educational journey in their life.
The poems contain words of wisdom that will inspire the graduate on the next
chapter of their life!
We hope you find a poem to celebrate the achievement of graduation.
The moments fly! I lay my book aside,
For Fancy travels o'er miles that lie between;
How swift, how swift, oh, thoughts, ye glide
To that bright, eventful scene!
Read! study! not in this sacred bit of time,
For, hark! the clock strikes one.
And by the letters I've counted in a line,
That oration already has begun.
Childish, weak, perhaps you say,
'Twere weaker still to let memory slumber.
And forget, on this anniversary day,
The brightest Star of all the number -
The brightest, then the brightest now;
Perhaps I've reason for praise so strong?
None, but to twine laurels o'er the brow,
Where Conscience tells that they belong.
Memory, Memory, thy trust still keep.
That sonorous voice rises clear.
Then falls with a cadence thrilling, deep -
Memory, Memory, linger near.
Fain at his feet I'd lay a floral gift,
But Fate decreed it should not be;
But, oh. Memory, thy filmy curtain uplift.
And do thy duty well for me!
Waft to him o'er gentle Fancy's wing
My wishes for him this hour;
A substitute for the gift I'd bring,
From the choicest floral bower;
For in this distant Western clime to-day
A prayer for him arises now.
That many a laurel and bright bay
May twine o'er that noble brow.
Graduations are a time,
To say your farewells.
You'll miss your old life here,
And you're friends you will tell.
Together we've been,
In these halls every day.
Passing each other,
To our classrooms saying 'hey'.
And now we all go,
Our own different ways.
Where in each new hallway,
Is new people each day.
And yes we will make friends,
This we all know.
But it's hard to say goodbye,
To those, we call bros.
Leaving our homes,
For a different scene.
Makes us nervous,
But also excited with glee.
So here we embark,
On the life that awaits.
Congrats to you all,
And good luck in your fates.
We bid a fond and sad farewell to you
Of trouble and strife we gave you a share.
But your justice was always impartial and fair.
For the help you have given us.
For the time and the pains.
We can but humbly thank you
Again and again.
We now have to leave you.
And fare life alone.
Our hearts filled with courage
And confidence grown.
What we will make of ourselves
In the world of stress.
Is the result of the training
of high school learning.
Poet: Quinlan Regan
Tonight we are to graduate
To part from bookish tasks
Each one will roam this world alone
A separate Senior Class.
We've many things to do alone
We shall not work in vain
We must go on and upward
Ere joys can be attained.
Let this not be a sad good-bye
Though eyes are welled with tears
But let it be a fond "adieu"
Till we meet in future years.
What graduation means to me,
Is opening up a door.
A door that is very new,
And hopefully won’t be a bore.
I hope this door is something I,
Have always dreamed it’d be.
Adventures in an unknown spot,
I hope you would agree.
It's hard for me at many times,
To let go of what I’ve got.
To say goodbye to what I know,
I know it’ll be a lot.
But one thing I know for sure,
Is I am growing up.
My life is about to change in a big way,
And I can’t wait to see it closeup.
The Graduate's Farewell
Poet: Lurania A. H. Munday
Farewell! my classmates - here's my hand,
Tears are around my heart,
Thick crowding thoughts are thronging up,
In this sad hour we part.
Patient we've trod the classic hall.
Together day by day;
Where science on the dark'nd mind,
Pours her celestial ray.
Together at the shrine of truth,
We've bent with toil and pain;
Together spent the wealth of youth
In leaming's sacred fane.
And oft has midnight's weary hour,
Bedim'd the radient eye;
As we the musty page explored;
Nay, do not heave a sigh.
For when the daily task was o'er,
In circles we have met;
To spend in mirth the rosy hours -
Those hours shall we forget?
Nay brother - do not turn away,
There's sadness on thy brow;
Now gird thee up the manly heart,
'Tis life's commencement now.
Hark I a silvery voice - say, dost thou hear?
It is the trump of fame;
Its notes come ringing sweet and clear,
And sings a deathless name.
Then nerve thy arm and bare thy brow,
To meet the world's dark strife.
And proudly breast the gales that blow,
Amid the storms of life.
Thy noble energy of soul,
Shall not be spent in vain;
The world shall feel the strong control
Which minds like thine maintain.
In truth ye are. a gallant band,
My heart exults with pride;
As proudly beautiful ye stand
Together by my side.
The poem below, The Road Not Taken, is a very famous poem that has been
used by many over the years. It is a great poem to share with a new graduate to
encourage them to follow their dreams rather than taking the same path as everyone else!
The Road Not Taken
Poet: Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
We hope you have found just the right words in these poems to share with the
new graduate. Apply these words to middle school, high school, or university accomplishments - Graduation is truly a life milestone and should be celebrated and
recognized! It is the beginning of applying all that the student has learned.
An accomplishment that should be recognized and celebrated!