the basic idea of this poem stuck in my head.
hope you don't mind - i borrowed it - different format and style and even point of view - so i guess it is sort of a variation - rather than strictly an imitaion. maybe that's an excuse. but you know what they say about the sincerest form of flattery.
anyway - i'll put it in a different post.
As my life goes on I believe somehow something's changed
Something deep inside...
I've been searchin so long to find an answer
Now I know my life has meaning
Now I see myself as I am, feeling very free...
When my tears have come to an end I will understand
What I left behind: a part of me. Chicago