Now that freshman year is over <br />I can look back and see <br />All the good times I had <br />All the wonderful and free <br /> <br />I remember in the begining <br />High school was the greatest <br />And I was so excited <br />About what adventures awaited <br /> <br />I remember at one piont <br />During marching band season <br />I couldn't wait to see everybody <br />And that was for one reason <br /> <br />I had so many friends <br />120 to be exact <br />We were all true to each other <br />And never put on an act <br /> <br />Next I can remember <br />My first 'B' in math <br />I was so proud of myself <br />I was on the right path <br /> <br />Then there came tennis <br />The next sport I tried <br />In the begining it was so hard <br />That I almost died <br /> <br />But as the season went <br />Better and better I got <br />And when my first game came <br />I won it by alot <br /> <br />The friends I made this year <br />Are the greatest friends of all <br />I can't wait till next year <br />When school starts in the fall.<br /><br />Brie Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freshman-year-2/
