Where We Meet

by Hannah aged 11

Under a tree
On a bridge
What will we see?

Birds flying high,
Or ducks with heads in water
Don’t they make you cry?

While emotions drown you,
I will pull you up
And let you soar, I will do

Will we meet secretly
Or in public?
You chose. This moment has grown in rarity

From Hannah
PS I was really bored
so I decided to write this in two minutes

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