It is the end of an era, the start of an age,
We start our new chapters on a blank white page.
Our stories had many common characters,
But now we’re in different plays with new actors.
We still occasionally have some crossover,
We start new stories, but the old ones aren’t over.
The new book’s a great, absorbing, read.
But an old book’s comfort is unmatched we agreed.
- Author: Ladywithaquill ( Offline)
- Published: April 24th, 2024 16:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Thinking about how my friends and I are all going to be leaving pretty soon, and we'll meet new people, but we will miss hanging out with each other and living a door knock away. (Last year of uni and everyone lives in the same building). Also, obvious Taylor Swift reference. As always feedback, good or bad is highly appreciated.
- Category: Reflection
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