One Nation, Under God
A Poem to the Senior Class of 2020
If I could write a letter To Covid-19
And explain how I’m feeling, Here is how it’d read:
Dear Covid-19, Why are you here? No offense to you,
But I wish you’d disappear.
All you bring is worry, Along with pain and stress.
Don’t do you know the world was already Becoming a great big mess?
You took away my senior year, Which is a hard pill to swallow. Missing out on my “lasts”, And here’s a list to follow.
I missed my senior prom,
the chance to dance with all my friends, my bus trips got cut short,
this is not how this should end.
I think the class of 2020
will forever hold the record
for the ex...
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