To My ASA Brothers

Itís new, having you to talk to
Fellow men who seek to mend
Coming together feeling the touch
Silently pulling apart, fearing much

Tapping on keys creating a noise
Listening for a faint, echoing
Wondering are we to rise
Or to stubble and fall
Hating this feeling,
Of being small

Well damit,itís time
To reframe my mind
Beat down the fear
And allow you near

(I know poetry sucks Ė sorry - itís just my way)

Edited by earlybird (03/30/11 12:34 PM)
Balanced (My goal)

There is symmetry
In self-reflection
Life exemplified
Grace personified