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the seasons found their voicesthe springtime childthe seasons found their voices by Khaimin
sits in snowbanks and wonders when
the sun will shine through
clouds, heavy, leaden;
she sings to primroses tainted white
and watches the world grow in
the summer child sits among branches
of the budded apple tree and sings
to bluebirds come to rest
betwixt the twigs. he watches bright skies
turn to dusk and dreams of shooting stars like
god's campfire left
the autumn child sits alongside
rivers, chattering like
children left to play; she sings
to skies hung heavy with frightening frigidity
and wonders why the dead things
the winter child breaks his breath
on ice frozen twice over; he sings to the silence
left behind at world's end
and knows when white skies fade to gray, to blue,
the world will begin
five things they don't teach you in highschool1.five things they don't teach you in highschool by Khaimin
it's okay to fall in love.
i mean, they tell you you're never going
to marry your high school sweetheart and i'm not going
to tell you it's a lie
because it's not. you guys will probably
break up and is gonna hurt like hell
but you'll be okay. remember, you are not the only one
who has felt loneliness like a knife,
the only one to know the pain of lungs collapsing
because they were your air,
and you will never be the only one who whispered
"i love you" two lives too soon.
you will not be the last one to have tucked
hair behind their ear and leaned in for a kiss
or the last one to wake up reaching for a hand that's no longer there.
but it's okay.
your favorite book will not always be your favorite.
like you, it will change over time
to something unrecognizable
that gives you only a vague nostalgia in the tips of your fingers.
flipping through the pages will never
feel the same again.
you will learn to love something new;
your next favorite will teach you something about you