A moment in history
A documentation of three friends,
On a mission to change the world for the best.
With nothing but feeling, and
A pile of lettering done by hand.
A poem that shs true friendship,
Struggling together to make it.
Each letter showed another trust,
Which the writers believed wouldn't dust.
These friends parted, with tears cried,
Not changing the world, but theirselves inside.
Instead they beheld the solved mysteries,
Of who they were, they things no one sees.
They grew with eachother as one,
Parting alone when their journey was done.
They took away values that had been taught,
Creating a story that cannot be bought.
Turning over stones, better unturned,
But each step, was a new lesson learned.
What happened to them? I cannot say.
A moment in history, is what they remain.