in a fit of nostalgia, i very nearly posted a poem that i wrote while in high school. one of the few non-teen-angsty poems that emerged from those years, it was an ode to the sun.
(or something like that.)
fortunately, i came to my senses and, to save my self-respect, decided that surely someone else had said the thing better than my own pimpled self. the french came to my rescue (using a lot fewer words than i had):
"a summer's sun is worth the having."
~ french proverb
p.s. i no longer write poetry. my self respect also required that i point that out.
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i remember writing a poem concerning my favorite pair of shoes at the time (orange converse) many, many years ago... i'd be up for a secret trade of poems, too bad i can't find it!
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