October 4, 2011
By ZookTheGnome SILVER, Zanesville, Indiana
ZookTheGnome SILVER, Zanesville, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one.
~ James A. Froude

Three years past,
and nobody could know
the thoughts
that would keep us up at night
high on the memories.

Afternoon walks with no goal in mind,
hand in hand we journey towards home.

Evenings with brownie batter galore
and sprinkles that litter the air.

Nights of reading each other's eyes,
and losing ourselves in the blissfulness.

Regrets will pass,
and sorrow will fade
Remember what brought us together
Not the money or the status, but
the hands of fate on the equinox.

The author's comments:
On September 22, right around the autumnal equinox, me and my girlfriend celebrated the third year that we had spent together. This simple poem was inspired by all the memories three years had created.

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