A Poem About Friendship and a Bushwalk

I wanted to write with a little more length this time around.
I’ve been meaning too for a while, but haven’t due to various reasons.
Also spent a bit more time writing this one than usual.

Not anything great.
I think it’s a little better than my usual stuff, but only a little bit better.
That said, I think it’s quite clear in expression.

I hope you enjoy.

I walked the path for a long time
Hoping to reach what we had before
And see views most enveloping
That, for some time, would be my own

As I walked this path through bush
My thoughts could not but turn to you
For we had walked many paths
And this one many times

Along the path of which I walked
I thought of how we did the same
And despite all that had happened
All of this had remained ours

With the bonds of friendship broken
After so many years of us
I thought about all we shared
And how much of it a new light showed

And so I walked through the bush
Through open fields by windswept cliffs
And found a view that was my own
Though it too remained as much yours

I stopped and stared out to the ocean
For despite the break giving relief
My thoughts remained on our friendship
As you should’ve been there too

 

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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