I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, in my sister's hair.
She screamed so loud she pierced the night,
No radar gun could clock my flight.

I breathed a breath of quick relief,
I found a car to hide beneath...
For who has guts to stand unarmed,
To a sister who will bear him harm.

~Tony Toepfer: June 1, 2001~

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