The Cycle Of Life And The Lesson We Learn As The World Turns Poem by joe hirsch

A mysterious evening in Holland
It was a dark and stormy night in Holland. We took shelter in the old a mill just south of Amsterdam. The thunder rolled across the autumn sky. We explored the mill and we walked into a little room and saw a sign dated 1855 Holland Mill Company. We could smell the ink and hear the lost voices of the people who worked here in the past. The wind grew loud like a freight train. We laid our sleeping bags on the cool wooden floor and got into them. I looked to my friends and I said “what a day! ” They all said “yes” and the other people with us concurred as well. We heard stories of the old mill. Strange happenings have occurred at the old mill and also a lot of weird noises have been heard around the mill. My friends all looked at me and they were eager to investigate the old mill. We all tired to get some rest, but we couldn’t. We saw this shadow walk across the room and my friend, Andrew, nudged me and said” look Joe it is a ghost”. I walked over and asked his name, but he vanished into the night, like smoke on a sunny day. Going back to bed and trying to forget about the strange visitor, I tried to think of happy things, and then a huge crash awoken me. I arose to my feet. Kate was screaming and her war face never looked more real in my life. Sure I seen few war faces in my life and I have seen people go nuts, but old Kate looked like a solider ready to kill somebody. I said “dear old Kate, what is wrong? ” She said” look “with quivered lip. Sure enough I looked and it was the grim reaper with his siphon. I said “howdy how are you? .” He walked over and said “hi Joe I have not talked to you in while”.” Yes “he said, ” I have been busy with this economy” “.I see meet my friend. Kate”. Kate met the catcher of souls. With a bewildered look she shook his hand. He said” somebody in Holland feel off their roof trying to take off there satellite dish off.” “Go figure” I said. Yes I know people are trying to save a buck. I heard you were in town; I stopped by and talked a little more. Kate and I snuggled for the rest of the night. Gee my girl friend really is going to get me this April fool’s day and I thought about as I fell a sleep. We fell asleep around nine PM and at the stroke of midnight I awoke to another sound. Andrew came running down the stairs and said “Joe my girl friend alliy is missing”. I got on my cell phone and called Adrian, a well known detective. He came by fighter jet and was parachuted in. He and I went out looking for Alliy. The rain was coming down like mad men in a golfing range. We hiked about 20 miles and we found her at the supermarket buying chunky monkey ice cream. We said “Alliy, we are so are happy to see you! ” and we called Andrew he was overly thrilled to hear of that. Adrian had now joined the quest for the secret of the mill.We all slept peacefully. I again woke to the sound of footsteps on the floor. I gulped and I said “Oh my heavens”. There was this guy with one hand saying something about where’s my coffee. I walked over and told him 30 miles east is the coffee shop and he walked into the night like a stranger. “Boy three AM, I got to get some sleep” and so I did. We slept through the night and the storm parted to sunny skies. We explored the rest of the mill and we found a note. It said “here lies the parted souls of the Holland mill company and if you shall meet them in the middle of a stormy night remember what they did and how they helped millions of people to gain the knowledge of life”. We smiled knowing we had found the secret of the old mill in Holland. We hiked back to the car and drove to the airport. As the plane raced down the runway like a Jaguar, I thought of the trip and how it touched my life. The plane banked over west Holland and the sun set. I smiled and thought of my friends and our wonderful time we had. I feel a sleep thinking of the next adventure with my pals.