Complete

Like the colours of the rainbow
arching so wide across
a pale blue sky
we grow together
stay together
and we are not complete
when one part is missing.

Like the pages of a book
bound together
and well treasured
we are connected.
Each page tells a different story
but we are not complete
when one part is missing.

Like the words of a song
attached to a variety of notes
smoothly flowing from page to page
we have our ups and downs
and bounce around from place to place
but we are not complete
when one part is missing.

~

Any time I see that colourful rainbow
I will see our faces
and eyes glowing with anticipation
and it will stretch across
the many years to come.

Any time I pick up that book
I will skim the pages
reminding myself
of the different stories
we have gathered together.

Any time I sing that song
the words will stay in my head
always there to remind me
of all our ups and downs
but most of all, of the beautiful music
we strived so hard to make.

And during these times
things will be complete
because in my heart
no one will be missing.

Author notes

friends

I wrote this about a drama club I was part of a couple years ago. I wanted to let them all know that I enjoyed spending time with them during the rehearsals, and all the performances, and everything, and although we weren't all going to be at the same school the next year, I wanted to tell them I would never forget them, so I gave this to all of them on the back of a picture of all of us.

If you wanna see the original author comments, or the pic of all of us, here's the link to my original (since this is a prewrite) allpoetry.com/Poem/260185

I hope you like this and I'm glad you felt a strong connection to those people you met at camp

kayla*
Written August 18th, 2004