The day is hot
The sweat drips freely
off your brow
You wither away in
the harsh sun.
The water is tempting you
It is calling your name
Telling you how cool
it is
But it is forbidden
You cannot, you will
not let the idea
of cool refreshing
water break
your spirit
But to give in would
be wonderful.
by Melanie (age14)
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