Poems from CS2020
On the floating island of Aeolia, it was a sleepy morning.
The sun rose, shining on the cracked pavement,
On the glass city’s many...
As students, we all have that guiding hand:
One who helps us understand
The path on which our lives will sail,
The direction in which we’...
It is winter yet there is no snow to be seen
The sun is shining...