Today the birds sing
 
With all their morning glory,
 
And for once, I'm withdrawn
 
From life's bitter story.
 
I head into life's light
 
Today, so good-hearted and anew
 
And finally no cruel soul, or
 
Ugly spirit will ever take its cue.
 
Protected well by my smile
 
And my friendly face,
 
Not even the coldest remark
 
Could ever take this warming place.
 
And though, maybe tomorrow
 
This place I'll never see,
 
But, at least, I have something
 
This sweet, faint memory.
 
Megan Fernandes (12 y.)