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<blockquote data-quote="adulbrich" data-source="post: 8522519" data-attributes="member: 661255"><p>Rather than start a new thread, I figured I'd post this here. Finally got my tattoos today. The first one was a dragonfly, as a memorial for Riley and my dad. At the end of Riley's funeral, his aunt read the poem I'm going to copy/paste at the end of this post. There is a pond next to the cemetery in Rochester. After she read the story/poem, there was a gust of wind and a bunch of dragonflies came from the pond and swarmed the cemetery. They were flying around the area for the rest of the night. It's got meaning to me.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_161649_845_zpsm7kkgadc.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Also got the Chevy tattoo everyone told me not to get. Fu<span style="color: black">c</span>k da police.</p><p></p><p>I didn't flex in the picture, so I don't get as much shi<span style="color: black">t for posting it. Tried to not be that d</span>ouche bag</p><p></p><p><img src="http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_175710_929_zps1u8vnfxl.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>I was bleeding A LOT //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/crap.gif.7f4dd41e3e9b23fbd170a1ee6f65cecc.gif even after the saran rap and tape...</p><p></p><p><img src="http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_164634_244_zpsvgcx2rju.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Here's the free-verse poem for anyone interested:</p><p></p><p>Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of waterbugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond.</p><p></p><p>They did not notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more.</p><p></p><p>‘Look!' said one of the waterbugs to another. ‘One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?' Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched, the waterbug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return.</p><p></p><p>‘That's funny!' said one water bug to another. ‘Wasn't she happy here?' asked a second waterbug. ‘Where do you suppose she went?' wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.</p><p></p><p>Finally one of the waterbugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together. ‘I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.'</p><p></p><p>‘We promise', they said solemnly.</p><p></p><p>One spring day, not long after, the very waterbug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.</p><p></p><p>common blue damselfly on a stalkWhen he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water.</p><p></p><p>He had become a dragonfly.</p><p></p><p>Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere.</p><p></p><p>By and by, the new dragonfly lighted happily on the lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the waterbugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as he had been doing some time before.</p><p></p><p>Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: ‘The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why.'</p><p></p><p>Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water.</p><p></p><p>‘I can't return!' he said in dismay. ‘At least I tried, but I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the waterbugs would know me in my new body. I guess I'll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they'll understand what happened to me, and where I went.'</p><p></p><p>And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="adulbrich, post: 8522519, member: 661255"] Rather than start a new thread, I figured I'd post this here. Finally got my tattoos today. The first one was a dragonfly, as a memorial for Riley and my dad. At the end of Riley's funeral, his aunt read the poem I'm going to copy/paste at the end of this post. There is a pond next to the cemetery in Rochester. After she read the story/poem, there was a gust of wind and a bunch of dragonflies came from the pond and swarmed the cemetery. They were flying around the area for the rest of the night. It's got meaning to me. [IMG]http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_161649_845_zpsm7kkgadc.jpg[/IMG] Also got the Chevy tattoo everyone told me not to get. Fu[COLOR=black]c[/COLOR]k da police. I didn't flex in the picture, so I don't get as much shi[COLOR=black]t for posting it. Tried to not be that d[/COLOR]ouche bag [IMG]http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_175710_929_zps1u8vnfxl.jpg[/IMG] I was bleeding A LOT [IMG]//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/crap.gif.7f4dd41e3e9b23fbd170a1ee6f65cecc.gif[/IMG] even after the saran rap and tape... [IMG]http://i1369.photobucket.com/albums/ag209/adulbrich/IMG_20160915_164634_244_zpsvgcx2rju.jpg[/IMG] Here's the free-verse poem for anyone interested: Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of waterbugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did not notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more. ‘Look!' said one of the waterbugs to another. ‘One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?' Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched, the waterbug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return. ‘That's funny!' said one water bug to another. ‘Wasn't she happy here?' asked a second waterbug. ‘Where do you suppose she went?' wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled. Finally one of the waterbugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together. ‘I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.' ‘We promise', they said solemnly. One spring day, not long after, the very waterbug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above. common blue damselfly on a stalkWhen he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly. Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by, the new dragonfly lighted happily on the lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the waterbugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as he had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: ‘The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why.' Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water. ‘I can't return!' he said in dismay. ‘At least I tried, but I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the waterbugs would know me in my new body. I guess I'll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they'll understand what happened to me, and where I went.' And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air. [/QUOTE]
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