George Van Den Driessche
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Leaving behind me
Is the world
I once called
Home.
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It has been almost four years,
To this date
When I first started here
Entering Aquinas,
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Once upon a time
The knights of Saint Alice
Did gather
And is tradition a feast was spread
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It towered over my childhood
Catching all fancy
And molding all thought
Surrounded by woods
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The day has past
And the hour is almost gone,
The bourbon has long run dry
In this present state
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Freezing winter night, what glories do I owe?
To sing for your beauty and your galore,
You arrive so savage and beastly
At no fault of your own
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The Sorrow Of A City (Over A Departed Mayor)
Leaving behind me
Is the world
I once called
Home.
Approaching me
Upon the horizon
Is a new land
That I hope
To one day call
Home.
But the thing that is
Always left unsaid
Unspoken and secret
Is that cities
Too can weep
Many, many tears
Grand Rapids,
How she did
Cry.
Pounding both feet
So hard as to
Shake the sky
So many tears
Fell from her
Eyes.
That the citizens
Nearly drowned
Oh, Grand Rapids,
How you tried
To stop my
Departure
Blinding me with
Rain
Trying to sway
My heart!
But I must confess
Grand Rapids, that
Your arm is long
And your sorrow
Is very great
Because the rains
Of your grief
Did not stop
At city’s end
Nor at state’s
Border.
But your sorrow
Followed and arrived
With me at Illinois
Where it has
Rained ever since!
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