Given the Nature of Reality en the nature of reality And the elusiveness of truth; Being aware of ambiguity Re: uncertainties of proof; In the service of not seeming Excessively uncouth: Light a candle. Save a rabbi Goodbye, Dear Friend and Graduate Goodbye, dear friend and graduate! Our golden time is over now, Our time of nothing more than time, Days of simply being friends. But I will always treasure how Your love for me slipped into mine, Embracing me where courage ends   Graduation Is a Time Graduation is a time For feeling very proud, For thinking lots of lovely thoughts And saying them out loud. It's a time for feeling love About to overflow, And just before it leaps its banks, To let the loved one know. And so I'm very proud of you For being who you are, For making something of yourself, For making it this far. I'm proud because I am a part Of everything you do. This time's the time to say how much In love I am with you.   Graduation Ought Not Be an End Graduation ought not be an end, Replacing what within we might achieve. After all, the good that we intend Does much to serve the good that we receive. Underneath the mask of a degree A person must perform with just the skill, The knowledge and the art that he or she Internalized through pluck, hard work, and will. On what we are will rest what we become, Nor do we have much else to draw upon. Graduations Sometimes Can Be Sad Graduations sometimes can be sad, Removing from our world a world of friends, An instant that, in golden garments clad, Divides our early yearnings from our ends. Underneath our confidence and pride A sense of loss like music haunts the heart, Telling us that what we are inside Is presently a place we must depart. Our years have yielded paradise and pain, Nor will we ever taste their truth again.