Poems about Health

Time flies but how fast You'll never realize until the present becomes the past.
growth is a greenhouse.   --   sometimes growth means being a plastic plant, no roots in sight
Mask She wakes up everyday She gets dressed and puts on her mask
What's it like being older? Do you still play games? Do the responsibilities feel like boulders upon your shoulders?
Legs Dangling off The Edge
She's just a little girl With her eyes full of tears Her heart full of dreams
From the day I was conceived  I was told I was protected  Set in a little bubble 
From the day I was conceived  I was told I was protected  Set in a little bubble 
from helping hands, and kind hearts, came a cautious question:      what happened to you?

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