A small poem about my college experiences
In a world that values the expensive
With an unending heap of glittery things
You can choose to buy and possess
There remains an irreplaceable beauty
About life’s tender and small things.
In small youthful acts of kindness
There exists an innocent magic
That leaves the mind awash with memory
Long after the moment has passed
The glow it leaves in its wake
Still warms the heart.
Like a box of apple slices shared between friends
Like treating everyone to ice cream for free
Like sparing an extra ivory sheet for art class
Like buying a cheese sandwich that’s split in three.
Little things that are alive with a sunlit laughter
Hums of chatter; digs at each other
A burst of friendly college cheer
The sort of camaraderie that refuses to vanish the whole year.
Like bickering over a plate of steaming noodles
Or doing a friend’s hair into waterfall strands
Like lending a shoulder for someone’s tears to fall upon
Giving advice and solace in the face of anxiety.
Through all the classes and general wearines
For everyone this is a timeless global experience
A feeling you can surely recognise
That sweet shared comedy and vulnerability
Of becoming self reliant grown ups together
A season in life that never returns.
Remember this however:
Each of us shine brighter through the generosity
That lies in the little things we do for each other
From me to you, it blooms like a divine lotus
And its magic embraces both of us.