Freedom Relief
BY NIKI CLEMEN
For all those who fight,
Righteousness that stands,
Enduring each night,
Encountering foreign lands,
Daringly doing what’s right,
Outstretched hands,
Making it so you don’t see ‘the light,’
Radishes eaten out of cans,
Easily daydream of a kite,
Listing to bugle bands,
In scripture bites,
Etched in the sand,
Feeling locked up tight.
Snow Days
BY MEGAN DEMMER
We race down the stairs in sock-clad feet.
Pressing our noses against the frost
covered window,
Hot breath melts the encrusted pane;
Fingers wipe eagerly to see the wonderland
before us.
Others would see fat clumps of snow
falling, making a hassle of everyday jobs.
Not us.
What we see is the makings of a incredible
day.
We pull on our hats and gloves and tromp
outside.
It’s time to grab the sleds,
Winter is waiting
for us.
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