HHS Student Chosen for the “Golden Circle” Poetry Award
May 3, 2021
We Are Peace
The long winter breeze crosses the sea
Without a sound, without a peep
As the birds flap their wings goodbye
I make a silent sigh
The sand dances across sun-kissed skin
We wish these moments would never stop, nor begin
As the light peers through the sky
The clouds’ shadows soon pass by
Small things such as these should be cherished
But like war, these things parish
They vanish without a sight
Cause humanity to end things with a fight
We ask ourselves,”Should things end like this?”
Cedric
May 22, 2021 at 4:28 PM