Thursday, November 24, 2011

The Metaphor

Shining in the distance, it flashes and then its gone. 
The darkness of negative thinking hovers us like clouds in a thunderstorm. 
Miss Hancock, the best teacher I've ever had. 
Our memories together will always be remembered. 
From now on, 
No matter what happens
You will always stays in my heart.
And shall forever be remembered by us. 

2 comments:

  1. Good poem!I particularly loved this line the best: "The darkness of negative thinking hovers us like clouds in a thunderstorm. "

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  2. a very nice poem and the image in the first line is effective. Um...did you do a response for "All the Troubles of the World?" I don't see it anywhere...

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