Free-Fall: Keeping a Promise
November 16, 2009
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This post is dedicated to someone who I can only hope will get to read it.
It was my last year of high school, and you were asking people of all different grades, to write a poem about what their life was like. You said that you were looking for something free-verse, and that you wanted to put these poems in a book for others to read. You made me promise that I would do something with my poem.
Mrs. Laura Skinner, one of the great teachers that has had a powerful impact on my life, this post is dedicated to you. Here is that poem:
Free-Fall
Each moment passes swiftly as this unseen force and passing time steals me away from where I once was.
The solidity of familiarity cannot be returned, and time yields for no one. Though I’ve no way to ease my fall, to fight by my fears can only take away.
So I open my arms, and I close my eyes.
I take a deep breath, and let go of each passing fear, thus releasing me to experience…
…the rising wind as it kisses my cheek, and makes my hair dance.
…the songs of life as sung by the distant world.
I do not know what will happen, whether I will be smashed on the rocks, or fly with newly sprouted wings,
but in the mean time I will trust in hope, and embrace this ever rushing free-fall.
Now dear reader, I must ask something of you. I want my old teacher to see this. I don’t know how to reach her anymore. If this poem meant anything to you, and if you can be so kind as to help me I want to make sure she gets to read this. E-mail this post, forward this post, tweet this post, and if you know her show her this post, please help me make sure that she gets to see me keep my promise. Whatever you choose to do thank you.
Thank you readers, and thank you Mrs. Skinner.
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Prats | November 16, 2009 at 9:49 am
This poem moved me ! so very simple yet powerful !
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Justin- AlittleBetter | November 16, 2009 at 9:50 am
Simplicity is powerful. Can you help me make sure Mrs. Skinner gets to read this?
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Anastasiya | November 18, 2009 at 1:04 pm
This is such a beautiful poem Justin. Thank you for sharing it. I hope that your teacher will get to read it and she will be proud of what you have done with your talent.
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Justin- AlittleBetter | November 19, 2009 at 10:06 am
I believe my teacher will be proud of her old students so long as we continue to try to do our best. I just want her to see me keep my promise.
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Lana - Dreamfollowers Blog | November 19, 2009 at 4:35 am
Beautiful poem Justin and very touching of you to do this. Retweeted!
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Justin- AlittleBetter | November 19, 2009 at 10:04 am
There are some things we do not owe our teachers, and somethings we most certainly owe them. Ms Skinner invested her life into every student she had. This is the least I can do for her.
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Florin | November 19, 2009 at 1:28 pm
you’re a genius man, this is great :)
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Jennifer | November 21, 2009 at 10:06 am
I’m sure she would be as proud of you over more then just that poem, by jsut reading your whole blog. You are a very intelligent and talented man. You have always blessed everyone that you interact with in your love, and I’m the most blessed and most proud of you.
Thank you for continuing to keep up with your word on being comitted to great-ness, and thank you for poking me in the side and pulling me gently along when I fall behind.
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meri walker | December 3, 2009 at 12:02 pm
What a terrific poem, Justin, and an even better strategy for reaching the teacher you want to honor with it. I have two people like that in my life… now I want to use this strategy to reach them, too. Your creativity inspires me this morning – in two different ways. Thank you.