Our Own Poem by Colin Burger

Our lives are not our own
Twisted and molded by the hour
shaped by those in our lives
our lives are created by circumstance

Constricted, we turn to hope,
A hope that follows us all
The we may be something worth remembering
Something to positively shape others

We are all connected
The past follows us, pushing us forward
While all the same, the for future teases us
Drawing us nearer to the next chapter

We remember those passed
The lessons left behind forming our being
We think of the time ahead Hoping that our legacy may lead to something better