The building were old But the stories they hold Surrounded by history I feel it stir inside of me The turning point for many The inspiration for many more They come because the see there goals Like so many others before, they hold open the doors There I felt warm, like I belong The inspiration I felt was strong It was like a walk in time I looked for a sign of those times I walked the yards I walked the halls There was so much, I didn't get it all But I feel the memory in my heart Seeing it I wished I could be apart For a few short weeks, was a turning point for me? It will last for me in memory I wish I could go back to see What affect Spelman had on me
Reason for writing:
It was during the 96 Olympics I was staying at the dorms at Spelmen college. There is a spirit there all the history is all around as I looked around. It was inspirationel.
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