The band trickles off of the field.
Nothing is heard.
No more laughter.
All is solemn.
For many it was
The last practice.
So many memories upon them.
So many adventures,
That it hurts them to leave,
To part with such an important piece of their life.
To know that they will never have to step on the black gravel again
For one more practice.
No longer having a large commitment
And allthough it seemed so wonderful to them before,
Now
It's time for all them to let go
And leave it all behind.
Only memories left.
of that wonderful
last practice.
Now
Nothing
Can change it.
This is dedicated to the graduating band of 2007-2008.May good luck be with you.