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Grace Bachman

Solace

Alone, sitting silently within a hushed home.
A single window shines out into the dark,
casting a shadow along the bleak snow-covered shrubbery.

Solitary, while others reside snuggled below their covers,
I sit slouched over a haphazard stack of assignments,
scattered across all surfaces; tables, bed, desks, and floor.

Stopping, in the attempt to shrug off the urge to sink into dreams,
I listen to the simple tones that strengthen my spirit,
whose sounds spark a wave of streamlined thoughts.

Shifting, I peer out into the dense darkness,
only to find my mahogany brown eyes staring back,
reflected in the prism of glass panes.

Serenely, sipping from a steaming cup of tea,
I glance up to see a grinning silver moon,
while listening to the wind whisper,
shhhh…

Secretly knowing I’ll never be alone.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]