Kellsey Hartmann

I wonder how…
How many days,
Since we ate, drank…
Have seen the sun's rays
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The excitement builds
I'm ecstatic to finish
But now excitement and fear
Are hard to distinguish
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velvety red petals
full and sweet
soft and light
arranged neat
...

a mama bird sits in her nest
her tiny eggs nestled beneath her feathers
whether rain, wind, or snow
she keeps them safe through all weather
...

The warmth still surrounds me as I open the door
one step out and I feel the cold rush around me
I can't take my eyes off the beauty
just look at all the trees
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The days grow long
As the sun peaks out
The birds are returning
On their yearly route
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our little red boat
we set afloat
with all those patches
to cover deep scratches
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it starts with the grass
slowly, blade by blade
growing, sprouting, covering
while more beauty is made
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I step on the warm sand
The tide is rising high
But soon the rising tide
Will be drawing nigh
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What comes next?
We've done what was asked
We've behaved at the end
We've passed every class
...

his claw-like fingers
grip his well-worn Bible
his pipe lies by his bed
it always was a foible
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the sands are slipping
falling away
getting fewer and fewer
every day
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The sun bakes the earth from above
Heat radiates from the pavement below
Why can't it be the cooling night?
This horrid sun replaced by the moon's glow?
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The words are said
but do they ever hear?
not what was said
it was said so clear
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High winds and waves
have place in this storm
raging so violently at sea
so out of the norm
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a little boy
just five years old
doesn't understand
what he's been told
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it's a curious thing
how the birds know
where to fly and when
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so long ago,
yet so vivid in my memory,
those tiny eyes,
those lashless lids,
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I sit and stare
out into the cool night air
a cool breeze blows by
nights like these, cause my natural high
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whether you're feeling
mad, sad, or even blue
or you're black, white, purple
or some other hue
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