Untitled (For The Yearbook)
It seems I always knew the earth was round.
From my childhood it was preached in learning.
The fact always struck me as perfect,
And wonderfully so.
For if the world is round,
Its people are a circle,
And even if we refuse to love or
Attempt to hold our sisters’ hands,
We are inseparably
CONNECTED.
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Hi! My name is Elizabeth Davenport, and I'm a college student who loves all things language, no matter what language it is! I'm probably reading, writing, or dancing in the rain right now. I'm a featured poet, Aura, on diesandnoctis.com (go check them out: they're great!), and use the names E.D., Elie Dav, and Elizabeth Davenport when posting my own.
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