i am from
an unadorned maple mantle,
from the Belleek that sits on my shelves.
I am from windows facing west, out upon winter
weather, I am from a pallid barn that sits to honor the years gone by
I am from the Boulders resting in the water. offering a perch to a blue heron.
The smell of split wood clings to the mist, just above the surface.
~Me
I'm a high school kid just trying to get by. I hang out with friends who get my, family that loves me, and some who don't.

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You all know that one of my resent posts mentioned me giving up on Jane Austen's novel Pride and Prejudice. Well about that, I read part two of the book, and now I'm enjoying it again, maybe it was the speed of it, I didn't try to look too much into it; I just read it. I know at least one of you disagrees with me saying that Mr. Darcy's proposal was overly humorous, but it was. I can now see the satire that Jane Austen so cleverly hid inside a love story.