12.21.2005

Statuesque

As I carved
I thought of how
The experiences of then
Can affect the character of now

The first ride
On the rollercoaster
The first visit
To the doctor

From the first love
To the first kiss
To remember it all
Is such bliss

All these experiences
Chip at the stone of life
From good times to bad times
To times of sheer strife


So as I carved the statue
And sat there and thought
Of things to come
And those that may not

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