I get out of bed
It's 6 a.m.
I wash my face
and brush my teeth

I find my clothes
and put them on
I take my bag
I'm ready to go

The sky is blue
I'm thinking of you
I run and run,
hoping to see you soon

Here you are
beside the tree
You smile at me
And it's not a dream

By Evan H.



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