I'm here to relay another tidbit of history from my old blog. This entry was in one of my downtimes (I seemed to have a lot of those...) in which I wrote a poem. When it comes to writing, I don't really like to do it, but now and then something just comes to me, and it's pretty surprising to show myself what I'm capable of. Here's hoping you like the poem, Long Forgotten.
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December 29, 2006
Long Forgotten
J. L. Stoker
Gone are the days when the summers were fun,
When in night the shadows were shallow and none.
Anymore it's not like that. Can't you see?
The dreams have vanished of friends that would be.
They sit, now, apart, not thinking of friends,
But now of times that have come to an end.
"United we stand," yet we're all sitting down.
We show no emotion, just a frown.
I just wish we could all stand up once more,
And tell all the frowns, "That's what friends are for."
When in night the shadows were shallow and none.
Anymore it's not like that. Can't you see?
The dreams have vanished of friends that would be.
They sit, now, apart, not thinking of friends,
But now of times that have come to an end.
"United we stand," yet we're all sitting down.
We show no emotion, just a frown.
I just wish we could all stand up once more,
And tell all the frowns, "That's what friends are for."
I didn't post this because I'm feeling down now. If anything, I'm feeling much better, and hopeful that I can tap into that strangely evading Source and write more things like this in the future.
I'm sure you can probably relate to it; I wrote it that night just for that reason.
Maybe it reminds you of an old friend that just kind of dissolved away in hectic times, or something else only you personally would understand.
All-in-all, I hope you enjoyed this second flashback :)
--Justin