WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

White Walls

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Everyday at school

I hear the first bell.

I look, white walls

and white floors beneath.

I hear the laughs

from my friends and hear

the cheers from cheerleaders.

 

By Ally The Lady Bug, age 8

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