For her last journal entry, Valerie Long has
written a poem to describe her regard for her teammates, school,
and friends.
And now Val in "her own words" . . .
The more I look back on all the happy times,
The easier it is for me to realize
Friends are much more than "Hellos" and "Good-byes,"
It all comes down to who we are inside.
For me to sit and say, "I won't miss this
old place"
Is wrong and untrue, wipe these tears from my face.
To all the coaches and players who meant so much to me,
I don't know any place that I'd rather be.
"Those were the days," all the
seniors will say.
Underclassmen, cherish these years
each and every day.
The people you'll meet and the places you'll go,
And the hurt once it's gone is more than you'll know.
Although you're not aware of any special link,
Knowing you have shaped my life way more than you think.
For when I send a greeting that is addressed to you,
It's because you're on the list of friends I'm indebted to.
So whether I have known you for many days or
few,
You will always be reflected in everything I do.
All the seniors will be leaving but I will still be here.
All the friends I will be losing, that is my greatest fear.
Promise you won't forget me as you go away,
Promise you will come back to see me again someday.
Go Toros!
Val #15
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