A Story Forgotten

Once gone, never forgotten,
Softly the memories will shine,
Brightly, pulsing and glowing,
Like the flame of candlelight.

The dangling links on the chains of a watch,
Seem fragile but in the moment,
They are stronger than life itself,
Bridging the gap between life and death.

Emotions are depthless,
Pools of hidden waters,
Their surfaces barely touched,
Rippling and cascading.

But hope and celebration will shine,
As a beacon of comfort,
Always and after.

Just a little poem that I found when I was rummaging through my stuff the other day. I wrote it when I had just entered the first year of IB and if I remember correctly it was in one of my TOK lessons - not that TOK lessons were boring. Not at all! They were probably one of lessons which I actually looked forward to during the week but as students... you know the mind tends to wander and stone :) But yeah, I hoped you enjoyed it~ I also found some photos taken when I was in Year 5 during my residential. Oh my gawd.. haha :) But yeah, if I find a scanner, I'll try to post it up and embarrass myself XD