A Poem to Cecilia

My dear friend Cecilia Garcia

When a teacher dies,
a caring friend has left us to learn more on our own.
When a teacher dies,
a caring friend has left a key to knowledge for us to find.

Teachers are true friends for they want us to improve our lives.
Teachers are beautiful for this selfless desire.
Teachers are true friends for they want to better our lives.
Teachers’ selfless desires make us more beautiful.

As those who have passed,
We still live with them.
No one really dies- it is an illusion,
They live certainly within us.

We will miss the company we are used to,
But we can get used to the new company they provide with their spirit.
It is the change of the yang to the yin,
It is the beauty of the yin that we truly miss.

-J. Snowiss


Diligence prevents a stale emptiness.
Patience teaches endurance.
Quitting breaks the walls of will.
And every ending has a new road around the corner.
(Filling the Void, a poem by yours truly)