By Melody Fuentes
Skipping schoolgirls fill the street,
light laughter and giggles.
But why is there a sense of defeat
when all that's seen are smiles?
Blossomed trees and rose bushes spring
as hummingbirds float above.
Emotion's twirl, scatter, and swing,
a devil emerges from below.
Despair, regret, joy, and peace
fill the void.
The devil slithers back out of sight
and once again the air portrays,
skipping schoolgirls, blooms, and
all is right
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