Molly De Lap, Class of 2023
Humanity
poetry
The tree. Standing gracefully
as its feather-like leaves
dance in the wind. The grass.
Flowing peacefully while being
dewed. The cloud. Flying
across the sky like a graceful
swan swimming in water. The
flower. Quietly swaying under
the morning sun. Humanity.
Rudely ruining all things
peaceful.
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