The recessional.
I really liked our valedictorian's address. Honestly, I can't remember much of it, but she did quote from Emmerson on success, and although I'm sure I'd heard it before it really had me do some reflection on how I was measuring up (to this poem anyway) so far in life. I'd like to look back on it and reflect again so I thought I'd also post it here.
Success
To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty;
to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch
or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier
because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.