Snow Day
Why am I stuck
Inside of this
Dreadful building
When I could be
Outside in the snow
Playing,
Sledding,
Tumbling down the hill,
Instead of homework
And teaching,
And school,
I want to just go home
And be free.
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writers_gonna_write
I have been writing poetry for 5 years now and I have a collection of over 600 original poems I've made. I submitted a poem to Appelley Publishing and was published in the 2018 addition of their poetry book. I love to read and write, and I have a cat and a hamster.
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