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Monday, May 9, 2005
The poem
I would like to share the poem my orchestra teacher told all the 8th graders at the concert. It is called after awhile.
After Awhile
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning,
And company doesn’t always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and eyes ahead,
With the grace of a man or woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns
If you get too much,
So you plant your own garden
And decorate your own soul
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn you can endure,
You really are strong, you really do have worth,
And you learn and you learn and you learn.
With every goodbye you learn.
So there it is. I love this poem now. It is so true.
Well it was also finals day. Math and Lang Arts. I almost fell asleep in the Lang. Arts one. And I was sitting right in front of her and I thought she was going to say something but she didn't. I got it done so it was okay. And Math was okay. the graph questions where hard. They didn't make sense to me but I tried.
Well it was so funny today because Soraluver had this little blanket on her shoulders and *her last name is Grey* So everyone was calling her granma Grey. And she was like my my kids came to see me. Because we were at her locker. That cracked me up Soraluver. ^.^ Too funny.
Well that is kinda all for me. Oh yes a question. You know how there are some shows that can be sumed up in a song. *i.e Excel Saga one week by Barenaked ladies* Well what would my site song be. ^.^ Just wondering. Well bye.
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