Allergy Season
Beautiful cherry trees
glistening blossoms
pink petals dancing
Spring should be a delight
But my eyes are itching,
my nose is runny,
allergies,
a silent attack,
have just begun.
Small ghosts flying through the air
so light, so bright
floating dust in nose and eyes
allergy is so annoying
I can't stand the sight.
A white tissue
from a classmate
We smiled at each other
empathy is the best thing in
an allergy season.
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