Memories of you

We look at yo ui
We see a respectable role model
Your Voice
Imprinted in our memories
Strong and pround

We hear the golf cart fire up
We're here to be serious
We can't help it
When we chuckle under our breath
We know it's that time of year again

Something wont be right next year come marching band season
There wont be any sounds of the golf cart fireing up
No hilarious sarcastic remarks
No owing money for new drill charts
Because we lost our old ones

The respectable person we know will be gone
A lot of good times will be in our hearts
The things you taught us from freshmen to senior year
Will still be remembered
But the thing we all know the most was how cool you were and still are to us
And on that note we all now must say our good-byes
We ill miss you.

Dedicated to Mr. Gree