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Hi everyone! I just wanted to shift focus for a moment away from stitching to share this poem I wrote. I wrote this poem while looking at a candle that I had lit in honor of the VT family. (VT - Virginia Tech) I don't normally share my writing at all but something told me to share this one. I hope you enjoy it.

I'll just say this..it's a shame I even had to write it. :(

As I sit here and watch
this flame rise from its wick.
It reminds me of the flames that once burned in your eyes
and how they were extinguished so quick.

Just like the flame dances on the wall
a fluttering motion; quick and fleeting.
And how it must have been like that in that hall
watching those you called your own fall.

To have such a strong presence
just as this flame lights the room
To know that each one of your faces
were far too young and never allowed to bloom.

So I light this candle in honor of you
the strong, the weak, the bold, and the brave
You professors, students and loved ones
taken too soon to your grave.

May your memory stand with us all
not just because of this day.
But due to the love, happiness and strength
you brought in each of your own special ways.

We’ll never forget those colors
the orange and maroon.
The tragic day
when 33 were lost too soon.

X Stitch X

3 comments:

Thank you for them, Ash. This is a very touching poem for such a sad sad event.
Big hugs hugs to you, sensitive and caring friend.
Lili

Nicely done, Ash. I don't have words. Thanks for sharing. *hug*

Thank you so much - it is beautiful. Your poem brought tears to my eyes.
Hugs,
Margaret