Although it may not seem like spring, the calendar says otherwise. Regardless of the weather, this is the time of year where people start the transition to warmer weather with their "spring cleaning" ritual. Being no different, I began to clean my room of the things I have gathered over the years. Digging down, I found some old papers from High School and written on the back of some worksheet explaining what a Shakespearean Sonnet I found a poem I wrote. Titled "As The Sun Sets", this poem elaborates on the experience of loss and grievance.