Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same by bhscorch1313

Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same

bhscorch1313, Emotions, Friendship, Poem, Poetry, connection, light, writing

#98 of Poetry

So, been admittedly feeling a little sad and reminiscing of the people I used to be surrounded by. Moving away from everything you've ever known twice tends to have that eventual effect every now and then. Well, this short poem was born from those emotions. I hope that you enjoy it.

We start out with our connections as an empty light board

Slowly, each empty spot is replaced with a little light bulb

As the years roll by, more lights appear But not always

Some lights go dim Some lights burn out Some lights shatter

It's a sad, but true fact That all lights burn bright somewhere but not all are here.

~bhscorch1313

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