November 7, 2016

Surround by color once a son

Interactions with white are with ones that held chalk

Teachers as inspiring as the one from Woodrow Wilson

Leaving for adventure after summer seemed fun

 

Still grateful to see a new sun

Now there I’m the one that held chalk

 

I return from break wiser

I return from break cautious

I return from the world I knew not before

 

Especially after November 7, 2016

This poem is about: 
Me
My country
Our world

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