"Oh how the times have changed,
friends gone and come. Now the day breaks to a new noon,
a era soon to be remembered. Soon more will be lost, and soon i bare.
Scare of friends i miss and grieve for. Some taken by my own fault, others taken by the true will of the time we shared.
But i fret not, but shed a single tear. For even though they have been gone a time, the mark on my personality
and estate of mind, is ever lasting.
I grieve not for the marks of history,
i grieve for the fatality, of my once happy estate."

-Willfred snow.

Well written son.

Robert Frost said