Remember When the World Stood Still Windows shuttered, doors long bolted To keep that devil at bay Rooms grow cluttered, and children bothered Withheld from outside play. New canvas to paint the horizon New cries and moans of fright. While some have failed to wisen The rest have felt its might. With tender touches from those nearby Some gentle memories made. Clean and blue abounds the sky, Your newfound path fresh paved. Remember when the world stood still, When buck and doe ran free Fear may be high, keep strong your will, Not yet do We take our leave.
Contributed by Morgan Unruh12th gradeOriginal poem