The first verse of this poem was written by my brother in college. I just added some verses here on the fly, but the first verse is the best.
I wander where the afternoons were so warm and golden and wonder why pleasant woods and beautiful lakes desert me leaving just trees and water I wander where the orange sunset painted the purple sky and wonder why The awe at the light show leaves my heart I become colorblind to nature's art. I go inside to where the parlor was full of happy crowds and wonder why The chill of loneliness comes over me in this silent room I can't wait to flee. I wander where I held your hand We thought the future was so grand and I wonder why So little went as we had planned the road went to a savage land. I wander where values were accepted, and known and wonder why Stone became water, and water stone If they see a good man, they can't leave him alone I sat all afternoon by an exuberant stream of rushing flow And I wondered why I lost the fun; I lost the glow— like laughter fading after the show. Maybe you need to feel the loss to grow.
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