By Hebert Logerie
You Graduated From Montclair High School Tonight, Son.
The Almighty God, Your Mother And I Made You
Study And Work Hard So You Can Have Fun.
On This Special Occasion, I Want To Thank You,
Not For Being A Perfect Son But A Special One.
You Are Special In Many Imagined Ways.
I Am Very Proud Of You; You Are The Moon
Tonight, You Are As Bright As Special Sunrays.
You Are The Nocturnal Sun That-‘s Shining In My Heart.
Tonight Is A Perfect Night; There Is No Rain.
The Stars Are Bright, No Parts Of My Body Hurt.
I-‘m In Heaven; You Make Me Remember The Sweet Pain
That I Felt The First Time That I Took You To School;
You Were Cool Back Then And You Are Still Cool.
Now, My Heart Has Fully Healed, I Can Enjoy
The Night We Say Farewell To Our Alma Mater.
You-‘ve Grown-Up, You-‘re No Longer The Small Boy
That I Used To Carry To The Crib At Vesper.
You-‘ve Passed Many Classes To Reach That Milestone,
Danced The Night Away At The Prom On Your Own,
Hugged And Kissed The Ephemeral Bride.
You-‘ve Accomplished Something That Gives Me Great Pride.
I-‘m Wholeheartedly Wishing You Good Luck For The Next Four Years.
God-‘s Willing, When You Will Bring Me The College Diploma,
I Will Even Be More Elated, Happier And Prouder. Papa
Must Be Very Happy Where He Is Under The Layers.
Despite Your Accomplishments, You-‘ll Always Be: My Boy,
My Son, My Blood, My Happiness And My Pride.
May The Next Four Beautiful Years Bring You: Joy,
Good Health, Discipline, Courage, A Bright And Faithful Bride.