This is a poem about the first school dance that happened at my high school after lockdown. Everyone was so glad to be able to be together and celebrate again that no one held back. I wanted this poem to capture that feeling of freedom and joy.
At school you're often
Stressed
Tired
Sad
But here
Here you're blooming again
Like the roses that this ball is built around
I'm losing my mind in this city of roses
You seem more alive here
Like someone finally let loose the fire in your soul
Swirling your sparkling skirts on the dance floor,
I can almost see the worries leave your weary
shoulders
The way steam rises off coffee
Your eyes glow gold and brown
More stimulating coffee for those around you
Though no one needs it
We've all had our sparkling cider
And the energy from our dancing,
Withheld so long by Covid,
Is enough to power the whole wide world
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