Message in a Bottle

Trapped Messages

By AREESHA ADIL, freshman

Times meant to be remembered

An old canister withered by long days

Brimming with stones that hold memories

The deceased signature of a father

The belief of naive children

In the joyful, laughing saint

Whose head bows in respect

Some much needed closure through words

All cast away in an attempt to numb the pain.

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