Winter caught my Christmas lights
and froze them into icicles—
now even the cold knows how to shine.
Winter caught my Christmas lights
and froze them into icicles—
now even the cold knows how to shine.
The morning bell rang
just like it always had.
Backpacks lined the wall,
bright pink, sky blue,
zippers half open
with pencils and erasers inside.
A teacher wrote quietly
on the chalkboard,
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