"Thoughts in a Mothers Eye," Vintage Gruen Watches Ad, 1945To the Class of 2021: A Graduation Poem by Benjamin Daniel Lukey The Society June 8, 2021 Beauty, Culture, Poetry 6 Comments . Hardship and Destiny to the Class of 2021 The time is now at hand; the bow is bent To shoot you forth across the open sky. And as you think on what these years have meant, You may know where you wish to land, and why. Or else you may believe you hold the bow; An arrow cannot aim itself for flight. You’ve chosen paths to take; I hope you know Their ends are far beyond our power of sight. Some days, the way before you will seem bleak; Pursuit of happiness is arduous. Persist—and you will find the joy you seek. Please don’t forget to send some back to us. __We’ll miss you so much more than we can tell, __But we are proud to bid you all farewell. . . Benjamin Daniel Lukey lives in Monroe, North Carolina. He teaches high school English classes whenever he is not fishing or writing poetry. His work has previously appeared in Adelaide Literary Magazine, The Road Not Taken, and other publications. Please visit hellopoetry.com/bdlukey to read more. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 6 Responses Paul Buchheit June 8, 2021 Very nice sonnet, Benjamin Reply Margaret Coats June 8, 2021 Every line here is sharp as a well-chosen (or perhaps I should say, well-crafted) arrow. I particularly like “an arrow cannot aim itself for flight” and the echo of the Declaration of Independence in line 10. This poem surpasses your fine valediction to the class of 2018, also published here at SCP. Reply Julian D. Woodruff June 8, 2021 A seemingly effortless example of poetic control and rhetorical skill–at once eloquent and plain-spoken. Thanks. Reply Paul Freeman June 8, 2021 First time I’ve read a poem on this topic. I enjoyed it enormously. It hit all the right buttons and to my ear is faultless. Reply Susan Jarvis Bryant June 9, 2021 Benjamin, this admirably crafted, smooth, conversational sonnet is packed with wise advice and a heartful of love and care. The closing couplet is beautiful and brought a tear to my eye – the sign of an excellent poem. Thank you! Reply David Watt June 11, 2021 I believe your sonnet will enjoy a life well beyond the Class of 2021. I can see it being picked up for many graduations yet to come. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.