| | Ahh Lovely day as far as the sun was shining and birds were singing...and its Spring Fest week "Carnival"! I didn't get to stay for long or see/talk to as many people as I wanted to because I had to head over to choir but...it was fun while it lasted! Rob painted a "franch" flag on my hand while Matty D feed me chicken, dyed a T-shirt with Dani and Stern and Mike (thanks Mike!, talked with Sam and Chris, tried on Chris's glasses and was told I looked like an 80's gangsta...and then hurriedly left with Sara so she could miss singled out! Then met up with Torz who threatened to throw me out of a 3rd story window so I could land in my car through the sun roof...ahh good times!
So I was reading a poem in the counseling office today by an old CHS grad and thought it was pretty! Enjoy...
Always She By: Keegan Gibson
Her happiness becomes the atmosphere
Like Perfume spreading gently through the air
Or sweet, melodic music to the ear
Exciting ever sense, each thought ensnares.
Her voice ignites such ardrous affection
That words are only shadows of her grace
Her beauty so embodies true perfection
Angelic light glows beaming 'round her face'.
Whilst some men spend their lives in day to come
And more live theirs in search of glories past
On choosing past or future I am numb
I would that present time should, ageless, last.
Though life's true meaning ever hidden be
The purpose of each day is always she.
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| | Posted 4/13/2005 8:46 PM - 1 view - 10 comments
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