The Pride I Feel Is Nothing like the Pride
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|The pride I feel is nothing like
Of one who's made it through the thousand gates
That stand between one's hopes and one's degree.
How much have you learned? And what inside
Equals your diploma, which equates
Grades and credits with a sanguine sea?
Remember: Your achievement is not only
A tribute to the things that you have done,
Determined as you have been to succeed.
Underneath the sign is still the story,
A tale of what through learning you've become,
The pride of those who may your record read
Even as you've ravished shores unknown.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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