Peter's Poem

Who knew my roommate was a poet?


I'll See You
(In honor of our departing friend. May he come back soon)

Ill see you when it all dies down,
When weve both forgotten the tragic story.
The day life begins and immaturity ends,
And we begin our future glory.

Ill see you when our sparks fly and shells are buried,
When we dance around in the next stage.
The wrinkles gone and joints anew,
Well be back at our young age.

Ill see you when hell has frozen over,
When Satin is petrified in snow.
Pigs will sprout wings and sail through the sky,
For theyve joined the airs great blow.

Ill see you when your friends are all gone.
When there is but a mir memory,
Of a simple world we use to live in,
A vague past, with a vague story

Ill see you when youve realized what was lost,
With swollen eyes life passes by you.
Cupid gone and hope missing,
No roses red, nor violets blue.

Ill see you when the storms roll in
When thunder shakes the ground.
An underdog fight we may never win.
As the rain beats us down.

Ill see youSome Day


By Peter J. Bean