The Ending...

The miles and miles we traveled together,

Never to falter, never to fall.

Our relationship together,

Like two willow branches in the middle of it all.

The adventures we had,

The moments we shared,

I could see that only you cared.

But sadly,

I felt that sinking feeling that I always get,

And with the last word,

The last page,

You’re gone,

Our adventures are traveled,

Our battles fought.

I have a feeling like there is no purpose in life anymore,

But soon I am cured,

And I slip you back onto the shelf,

Along with all the books I have

Finished

And

Ended.

The Future Meets the Past

There was a flash of bright light,

One fine day when I sat in my room,

And then such a sight,

Sat there in my room!

A person sat there,

Right there in my room!

They looked quite familiar,

And QUICK!

In a ZOOM!

I knew who sat there in my room!

Twas me!

I sat in my room staring at myself awhile,

And I do say that it was a long time before,

My future self-gave a quick smile…

“Hello?” I said I did say to me,

“Why, hello there!” and we stared a moment,

Until we laughed and giggled and slapped our knees.

“Why are you here?” I asked myself,

And myself replied with a voice like mine,

“I am here because, in the future, the past is quite near!”

I looked confused and said, “what?”

Myself smiled at me and then said,

“A very smart scientist, you see, invented time travel,

For you and for me.

Then I asked myself “Who?”

For I wondered if maybe it was someone I knew.

Then laughing at me, myself said, “YOU!”

-Willow

"Okay"

It's okay.
I'm fine.
It's going good.
Lies.
When the kindness is gone,
When the wisdom runs low,
When the path ahead is blurry,
What are you supposed to do?
Nothing.
That's what they tell me.
Continue down the winding road,
Twisting and turning,
To an unknown destination.
Just tell yourself,
That it's going good.
That you're fine.
That it's...
Okay?

-Willow