Tribute to Timmy

There we were, an adventurous group
who looked forward to the trip,
a troupe of scouts, with packs and skills
not knowing that one of our strings would be snipped

When Timmy's string was cut,
this was no longer a journey,
rather it was an unexpected dedication
that turned our sunshine rainy

This poem has a volta right in the middle, a shift from an optimistic tone to a bitter tone. The rhyme scheme in both stanzas is A B C B. However I did take some liberties with the rhyme between "trip" and "snipped" due to the tenses of the words. The last line has a bit of imagery in it, as does the snipping of the string. The snipping of the string is also doubles as a reference to the 3 Fates in Greek mythology that cut the life strings of people when they die. The last word, "rainy", while sort of rhyming with journey, is a bit difference to emphasize the "rainy" mood.