She has two days left in my forest.

I’ll be free of her presence, beauty, and sweet smelling perfume.

Those rosy cheeks will soon be pale after she takes a bite of this crisp apple.

Oh, how I can’t wait to see her fall asleep forever.

— By Molly Jackson, Class of 2021

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