Allergy Season

Beautiful cherry trees

glistening blossoms

pink petals dancing

Spring should be a delight

 

But my eyes are itching,

my nose is runny,

allergies,

a silent attack,

have just begun.

 

Small ghosts flying through the air

so light, so bright

floating dust in nose and eyes

allergy is so annoying

I can't stand the sight.

 

A white tissue

from a classmate

We smiled at each other

empathy is the best thing in 

an allergy season.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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