Soft sunlight
Warming our bodies
Cold from the long night
We stand up
Shaking the dew from the morning's melt off of our fur
We leap into the wildflowers
Running along the river,
Flowing at an easy pace.
We are carefree,
You will be, too,
If you let your mind wander to such a faraway place that seems so
Impossible
You can reach this
You can climb to this height of living
Of existence
It just takes effort
Perseverance
Hope
To reach your safe haven.
No one died
right?
I wasn't affected
but I am affected.
I know them
their situation
we're good friends
but why is all of this happening in my lifetime?
In our lifetimes?
I find at night
I am haunted by thoughts.
Simpler things, like
Math assignment due tomorrow, can I finish it by then?
or
Did I really turn in the essay or not? I don't remember...
At school
we're doing a poetry unit.
"Oh cool, we write poetry all the time!"
My friend says.
What we didn't realize, though,
was that the teacher turned on the tap
to our inner selves
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