
I want to preface the following Relient K song with some of my own philosophy.
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All things within this fading world have end.
Adversity doth still our joys attend;
No ties so strong, no friends so dear and sweet,
But with death's parting blow are sure to meet.
The sentence passed is most irrevocable,
A common thing, yet, oh, inevitable.
How soon, my dear, death may my steps attend,
How soon it may be thy lot to lose thy friend,
We both are ignorant; yet love bids me
These farewell lines to recommend to thee,
That when that knot's untied that made us one
I may seem thine who in effect am none.
And if I see not half my days that are due,
What nature would God grant to yours and you.
The many faults that well you know I have
Let be interred in my oblivion's grave;
If any worth or virtue were in me,
Let that live freshly in thy memory,
And when thou feelest no grief, as I no harms,
Yet love thy dead, who long lay in thine arms;
And when thy loss shall be repaid with gains
Look to my little babes, my dear remains,
And if though love thyself, or lovedst me,
These oh protect from stepdam's injury.
And if chance to thine eyes shall bring this verse,
With some sad sighs honor my absent hearse;
And kiss this paper for thy love's dear sake,
Who with salt tears this last farewell did take.
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This was an assigned reading I had for American History, and I thought it was great. This is the second time I've encountered Anne Bradstreet, and she not has disappointed me yet.
A Simple Scent
Isn’t it amazing how just a simple scent
Can bring back vivid memories and everything they meant
Each time I wash my hands with that certain soap
Reminds me of the days when all I had was hope
Days of feeling nervous as I came around the bend
Of roads that were brand new to me and yet tried to pretend
Or wind before the winter when I’m outside to compete
It brings me back my childhood when staying up was a treat
I grew up on the cul-de-sac with my older brothers too
When dreaming in the woods or playing sports was all we knew
Now I wake up and it's time to eat my family shouts
I stroll into the kitchen smelling breakfast all abouts
I sit down to the table of the present and the past
For the closest of relationships are those that always last
And the time spent with each other is like one long holiday
Connected by the smells of both good times and company
Isn’t it amazing how just a simple scent
Can bring back vivid memories and everything they meant
The breeze across my face
A chill goes in my heart
The smell of freezing air
Again the mem’ries start
I pull my hoodie down
And wrap up loneliness
My smile sinks to a frown
And fingers air caress
I miss the touch of skin
The warmth of a lover
I feel the pain of sin
Wonder and remember
-Anonymous