Lovely

 

She glides with grace and charm

and they underestimate her.

She Radiates a sweet melody of summer,

As she Drowns out the howls of the winter wolves within.

 

Slips through your fingertips,

Plays a game of hide and seek.

Hides herself in the crowd, but will

Find yourself when she has come around.

 

Comes with no warning,

Gives you no sense of an impending goodbye.

But when Faced with the choice,

She will Always choose to fly.

 

T, choose what she cannot, choose to fight. C

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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