Hayden del Valle loves to write poetry and has two younger sisters and a cat. Hayden goes to The Chapin School and loves drama, art and playing the piano.
“Things like that could hide out in the back, / Things like that asking me out. / Lucky stars divided”
Things like that could hide out in the back,
Things like that asking me out.
Lucky stars divided,
Keeping out the breeze,
I wasn’t,
when the move called I could tell.
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I glance at the thick trees,
Stargazing flutters.
Then I realized something froze.
I answer swiftly between,
Then I commanded her to answer.
I met her,
Seventeen and wispy.
She was breathing,
I waited.
Then I took her palm,
She took a step.
I realized she was hiding,
I whispered “Why,”
She cried.
Then I whispered; “hide!”
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