Where narrow streets once knew my youth
From classroom halls to field trips where laughter played,
A collection of memories were made.
In Brentwood’s heart, my roots began to grow,
A place I learned, and watched my spirit glow.
The halls of learning, filled with eager sound,
Where knowledge bloomed on local ground.
Each lesson learned, each friendship formed
Shaped who I am, and saw my journey through.
All leading up to Graduation day, a cherished, waking dream.
Now looking back, with gratitude so deep,
The precious moments Brentwood helped me keep.
This town, my home, my launching pad so true
With a grateful heart, and hope, I move forward with pride.
