Who Are You?

by The Cowl Editor on January 18, 2018


woman in flowery meadow
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by Jessia Polanco ’20


When the sun guides your life

And the heat of our mother slaps your face

Everything is laid at your feet

And your smile spreads from cheek to cheek

Who are you?


When the wind sneaks into your pocket

The leaves fall again

They are crunchier than ever

Leaving only crumbles behind

And apples grow on the healthiest trees

Who are you?


When the breeze tingles on your skin

Everything is covered in a white blanket

Nothing is in your reach anymore

Out of sight

When you lose your grip

Who are you?


When the buds begin to flourish

And the rain rinses the dirt on your sidewalks

The roses surrounding you are crispy red

Your lungs begin to feel soft again

Who are you?