Snipping String
to my friends...

In the beginning, the ribbon was unraveled
It was unwound from its boundaries
And unleashed to begin a new life in the outside world
Creating, making, and starting new trends and ideas

In the beginning, the thread was spun
It was tied around the spool, awaiting freedom from prison
And released to connect the fabrics torn
From one end of the line, to the other, it was there to tie

In the beginning, the yarn was woven
It was let go – no bars hold
And unconfined from its cage
Bringing together the toughest, with its might and resolve

In the middle, they all met
It was their time to gather around, meet one another
And to get to know and befriend
This bond, this link, was there to stay

In the middle, they all collaborated
It was work, play, situational things
And teamwork of unimaginable cooperation and strategy
Made this group one of a kind

In the middle, they all participated
It was time for memories to be created
And the photographs to be kept for years with lines of age
But will truly never be forgotten in the finish

Near the end, they were separated
It was a hard time for all of them
And they all might've cried, but they never knew
They were snipped from the stitches

Near the end, they all missed
It was nostalgia and longing versus reality and bitterness
And they definitely weren't forgetting
Even though they seemed to be across oceans, that wouldn't stop them

Near the end, they fought against the tides
It was all of them against one force
And that force was going to lose
Because they wouldn't stop at anything until they were together always

The end, hopefully, will never come.