Poetry

Light Star

Brooke Callan

Blue night sky above me,Holding me in,Staggering every moment I try to break free.Holding in the sunlight,Holding in the day.It feels as morning might not come.So I don’t wait,I bring in the sun.

Brooke Callan
Brooke Callan, 10
Deerfield, IL

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