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A Reflection of Old

All that we know
Has been here before
And right here and now
We follow the more
We are a mirror
To the past that we seek
A reflection as clear
As the words that we speak

Today is a tribute
To pasts we forgot
To all of the things
We loved, but would not
Bring into our world
The question of "why?"
It turns and it swirls
In each of our minds

Of days of old
We long and we dream
Although they are were cold
And harsh it would seem
We will become
Though we may not yet know
The beginning of New
A reflection of Old
©2009 ~Icetalon07
:iconicetalon07:

Author's Comments

I wrote this one for a Poetry Slam in my town that my English teacher talked me into entering. After the first round, the directer of the contest told me that he wanted me to enter the finals the next week. So, a week of work and two nerve-wracking minutes on stage, I won the Slam in the student category.

Hope you like it, too!

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:icondanceharudance:
it's very very very good(and i wish i could have been there :( )
...but "Although they are were cold"?

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