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      June 18, 2016The NightFrances Liebert

      The night was so quiet
      The night was so still,
      The fog crowded round me
      And the old flour mill.
      The cold brought back memories
      Of the good and the bad,
      Of roses and tear drops that I have once had.
      The rain flooded down on me,
      Wet me right through,
      I looked round the area
      No doves went ‘Coo coo,’
      I thought it’d get better
      But that it did not,
      Because tomorrow,
      I’M GETTING MY SHOT!

      from 2016 RYPA

      Frances Liebert (age 9)

      Why do you like to write poetry?

      “The reason I like to write poetry is tangling, mixing, fitting, and playing with words. Seeing what can go where and how to fit this in: that is my inspiration. In fact, I aim to be an author in the future. After writing and reading poetry, not always mine, I feel this sudden explosion of happiness. As well as writing my own poetry, I have fun writing with friends or just helping them find a rhyming word for their poem. Poetry is wonderful!”

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