![]() Note to the Readers: Some bittersweet thoughts by Benton. I'm not sure where this came from. I'm not much of a poet, but it was interesting to try. Thank you kindly for reading. Reflections By: Janice R. Sager E-Mail Me The Midnight Sun. The Northern Lights. A million stars. The winds deadly bite. The smell of snow. The seasons swift flight. A wolfs lonely howl, in a winters deep night. A gentle touch. A loving word. Mums amused smile, for something absurd. The carefree days, of life observed, in a young heart, memories preserved. Grandmothers shawl. Grandfathers shed. Moving again. Another place for my bed. The chicken coop. Bannock, not bread. Books in my toy box. Stories fill my head. A rare visit, from a man I barely know, whom I long to emulate, and follow through the snow. Who speaks of adventures, and villains brought low, then turns to leave again: A father must go. I grow to manhood, day by slow day. Lessons flown in and mastered. I tuck the memories away. Inusiq, Steve, Mary and Mark. Sweet school days. Dreams of playing hockey, and pro-cards saved. The seasons turn, and an older dream calls. Applications filed. Tears of good-bye fall. In Sam Brown and Stetson, I stand tall. A fathers proud smile. A nod says it all. A few years later, she whispers into my heart. The words of a poem, become a part. Across a thousand lifetimes, ended before they start. Duty and justice. Dreams torn apart. A shot breaks the silence. A proud man lays dead. Blood flows hot, on a snow covered bed. Vengeance, I follow... To his friend I am led. Betrayal so black. Justice so dread. Now due south, I am forced to roam, exiled and shunned. Ray and Jerome, help me find meaning, in lifes maelstrom. Far from the North. Home away from home. I give thanks for my friends. I know who they are. Without regret, I follow my star. Tomorrow may find me, a wanderer afar, but nothing can take, or these memories mar. Smile at Francesca. Joke with the Rays. Vecchio dinners. Homecoming days. Laughter and love. It will always amaze! Embraced as family. Finding new pathways. And still... I recall... And am filled with longing, the Norths call, and a sense of belonging. Watch a star fall. Give thanks for the pain. Part of life, thats all. The Midnight Sun. The Northern Lights. A million stars. The winds deadly bite. The smell of snow. The seasons swift flight. A wolfs lonely howl, in a winters deep night. *** The end.
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