Far removed we were and dancing on stones Days of the gods and goddesses took us to where we are A pen on paper a long walk home hugs last forever never coming undone in the mind from the soul We trudged on sometimes slipping on stones one falling off the rest left wailing but carry on we did All you poets never forgotten All you friends you are love.
Written as an ode to a group of friends who
not only helped make high school more bearable
but also cultivated our creative endeavors together.
Twenty-five years later I will never forget
what they meant to me and still do.
Carpe diem G.O.D.S.