# Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same

Author: bhscorch1313
Tags: Emotions, Friendship, Poem, Poetry, connection, light, writing

#98 of Poetry

So, been admittedly feeling a little sad and reminiscing of the people I used to be surrounded by. Moving away from everything you've ever known twice tends to have that eventual effect every now and then. Well, this short poem was born from those emotions. I hope that you enjoy it.

We start out with our connections  
as an empty light board

Slowly, each empty spot  
is replaced with a little light bulb

As the years roll by, more lights appear  
But not always

Some lights go dim  
Some lights burn out  
Some lights shatter

It's a sad, but true fact  
That all lights  
burn bright somewhere  
but not all are here.

~bhscorch1313

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