"November Begets June"
The flame sprang up suddenly, lit by a hidden hand
To provide light, heat, and comfort, through one woman and one man.
The light revealed some flaws, imperfections for improvement
AlBut also strengths and gifts, were revealed by the illuminant.
The heat burned off old dirt, though never left a scar
For gently handled with love and care, it never burnt too far.
Powerful yet soft, the flame would always cheer
The sad downtrodden hearts, just by knowing it was near.
Then just as quick as it appeared, it left the couple there
Fully trusting the hidden hand, and with an amazing tale to share
(10/03/06 - 6/08/07)
This will be my final post for a while because though wireless internet is available in two buildings I don’t have a laptop to access it. Its about to get crazy busy and I really don’t have time to scavenge up someone else’s comp and wait around their schedule. I spent the last two weeks caring for mentally handicapped adults. There was a whole lot of patience and cleanup of bodily fluids and solids required for those two weeks of camp. Monday QuestCamp starts. Much excitement. I just finished climbing wall and high ropes course training; it was a blast.
Katie and I broke up last night and naturally I’m in a very weird mood. If you really care and wish to know more specifics then I’ll gladly explain everything AT A LATER DATE. I’m not in the mood to talk to anyone and it could be at least a week before I feel like making any calls. I just need some personal time.
I will say this. She is an amazing woman of God and our decision to break up was mutual and not the fault of anybody. I thank God for these past seven months and I don’t regret a single thing about our relationship.
3 comments:
Scott, Good to read your post. Sorry about you and Katie, but it sounds like you both are pretty mature. I'll honor your request althought you know I am dying to call you. If you want to call me I'll be in Delbarton Mon - Wed evening(for football practice). I'll be in Bport Thur - Sun eve.
When I'm in Bport you can reach me on my cell, but in Delbarton only my home number.
GOD BLESS
DAD
Scott,
I don't know what to say. I'm sad for you, I know your heart is breaking. I'll be praying for you and Katie. Call me when you want to talk.
Love you,
Mom
Scott,
Did you write the poem?
Mom
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