Four months is a short time But each day you made my smile shine. I loved the meals we shared And the oceans in which we stared. Your iconic laughter Filled the room to the rafter. And your smooth Spanish skills They gave me the chills. I was lucky to be your roommate Not once did I ever feel hate. Instead I felt pride If only you were by my… Read More
Where one gaze ends, another begins. Connected by what we see now, and where our dreams wander. The roads we walk are different, And the shoes we wear we cannot share, But the destinations of our journeys end all the same. How we get there is up to us. The lessons we learn are meant to be told, and the attitudes upheld, together they meld.