Happy

This is a poem of hope,

 a poem of peace. 

It is short and sweet, 

simple as a bird going tweet.

I just want to say 

Covid please go away 

that is all I have to say. 

Let us all be together once more, 

and let peace and hope be restored 

 

A Sports Person

VT

16 years old

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    A shadow at night.
    As kids climb you they scream with delight.
    The sky turns pink, gold, and red.
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