I'm Outside if You Need MeA Poem by Maureen V. HanoverTime to get philosophical at a technological university. A first year writes in a melancholy need for something more.
I sit where I was last night,
Or perhaps might have been in some before time. There is no star to be seen tonight; Not even the light of Jupiter to the south. It is the time of endings and beginnings. Nowhere to go, nothing to say, Everything to be seen and answered. The trees can but only whisper; Vexed, before the leaves fall, die, and are wasted, Like my breath before me, or a sound, or the day, Or the last, stolen hours we wish for ourselves, Or the ancient stones around me we foolishly wish to be eternal. © 2021 Maureen V. HanoverAuthor's Note
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Added on December 4, 2021 Last Updated on December 4, 2021 AuthorMaureen V. HanoverMIAboutRelatable teenager who has a spiritual connection with rhinos on multiple levels. more..Writing
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