The wind rustled the leaves The smell of plants filled the air The snow on the ground Turning into mud puddles Children Jumping In their new pink ducky boots The smiles on their lips The laughter shared from parents Everyone was happy Joy was everywhere But there was a girl Sitting on the sides Watching as it all Just passed her by No one saw the girl Was she even there Until a boy Walked over and shared He looked at her In her yellow worn boots Her scratchy old jacket And tangled hair He took off his jacket And then his boots And became an outcast Just like her She had a friend now At six years old Someone noticed her Maybe a spring day Could wash away the pain
So I wrote this for some History extra credit, and fell in love with it. I hope you do too.