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Phoenix
February 17, 2017
The pencil moves swiftly across the page
Sounding like the bees that buzz
The sun’s rays stretch out to me
As if they want to write
But they instead touch me
And set my soul on fire
The trees rustle
Sounding like my soul rising from the ashes
I am renewed;
Full of inspiration and anticipation
But the birds call out with a soothing lullaby;
One that rests my soul and frees my mind
© Allie K., Lake Villa, IL
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