A Call To Herald Poem by Aria Mendez

That cold crisp air, nothing feels better than wind,
The music blaring, people watching, laughing
My best friend and I driving, acting crazy

nothing can go wrong when everything seems right in the world
but in an Instant our world can come Crashing
That cold crisp air, nothing felt better than wind

One minute we were singing "stormy Weather" by Ella Fitzgerald
our happy loud laughter now slowly dying
My best friend and I driving, acting crazy

The joy we felt in those few moments we shared, then a call to Herald.
our bodies now laying feeling
That cold crisp air, nothing feels better than wind

All the sudden our souls flying, embarking to a cold new world
We grab hands and smile, is that Billy holiday we are seeing
My best friend and I driving, acting crazy

The light so bright the clouds are fluffy, oh lord
What did we get ourselves into, I say to him smiling
I'll miss that cold crisp air, and nothing feeling better than the wind
My best friend and I were driving, acting crazy