Reid@YWP

All the little animals swam up to feel the air that day.

They danced in the water like they never had before.

I know they did.

Her hands are cupped around

A rose,

Perfectly red petals

Curling to the center,

Where she has stored her heart;

When I was younger I used to ask my mom what her favorite color was and she said she didn’t have one.

This confused me,

How could one go through life without a favorite color?

Listen to my tale of woe

from the olden days

Sir Jack, he was a nobleman

who worked in all the trades.

The Queens, they all adored him

for he never missed croquet

the Kings called him for gin and rum

There's a climate rally 

okay let's go 

to that 

I'll make a sign 

But now we're making the sign 

with the markers