Walden Journal I sat one night and watched the white snowflakes falling against the dark back drop of night. The flakes reminded me of all the people ive seen comming together in conformaty. Each flake started out individually born in the skys and melting together to form one massive pile. Not unlike people joining into the military, many people comming together from numerous different places. To be part of one union to protect us from …showed first 75 words of 247 total…

…showed last 75 words of 247 total…was all lost after time, no snow was left, but had served its purpose well. The snow kept the ground untill the sun took over and was able to warm the ground, fertilizing it with life. The war was neither lost nor won, with all the obliteration of the snow, life was able to begin again untill the cycle began again to gather new troops, gathering in conformaty to protect the land again. -Brian Mulroney-