At Ease
A mind that we independently own
Makes emotions that are unknown
Yet I feel a happiness through my body
When I think about anybody
Who won some scholarship money
It gives me hope
It gives me pleasure
Making myself believe
That my parents for once can be at ease
For them to be happy and worryless
By not spending a dime
For my success and happiness
A true smile on their face
An emotion in their brain
That can not be described
With out them saying
" That is my daughter,
Walking down the graduating aisle"
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