Senior Year

Senior days, senior night
How I dreaded those daily plights

Pregnant and whiny
Yet so tiny
I felt like screaming out loud

Months pass by
The baby is no lie
My stomach is really huge

Then comes February,
A forever-long memory
My son is actually here

He’s 12 weeks early,
And I’m in a hurry,
To recover and to be with him.

Missing out my senior year
Though enjoying my baby’s first tear

I’ll miss you guys and always will
Can’t think of anything that rhymes with that
Oh and to add, Gabriel is getting fat =D