
Creighton Prep
Dear Mr. Aboffnear: Jackson Morris '21
I title the work of which I write:
Dear Mr. Aboffnear
For my carriage races to the post
To send it away tonight
Companion, are you not alright?
I see, you wish to hear Of the mail my heart draws close
Sit aside — see this sight
“You once were a monsterous blight
That my mind sought to sear A daunting face, unrelenting pose
And eyes forescarred with spite”
Mayest my critique be too trite?
Oh, at me do not leer “I think of you as a dead rose
Such a being made of fright”
“Our destinies often made us fight
Till a punch drew gentle tears We laid down arms and not as foes
But as friends we found light
“My joy was true — hate lost its bite
Now we were forged as peers So days passed, bonds of trust transpose
As friends we became tight”
“Go forth time! Mutation takes flight
Challenge my ignorant ears Such companionship never arose
Friendship is spiritual might
“Summit hikes are biannual rites
Like a jagged steel gear That ensnares our selfish woes
There we were to unite
“The fool wallows in his hindsight ‘If only I was to veer!’ The mountain was smothered by snow
We set out at moonlight
“But in a dreadful rain of white
Avalanche hath came here Our valleyside journey took blows
I lost a friend that night
“Horrible fiend, valiant knight
Dear Mr. Aboffnear To meet again in death I pose
Promise me this delight!” -Jackson Morris '21