A bit of updates and a special, rare one of my poems for you😁

 Hellooo,

During this weekend where I haven't posted was mainly homework for my upcoming math's test tomorrow, which in all honestly, I'm a little scared for. Also, unfortunately, I got a cold so I couldn't perform in the choir because I would have sounded like a dying goat 🤣🤣 

So, onto today's actual topic, on Saturday I played netball. I had the biggest urge in training to start writing a poem, but I never did because the game was shortly after that, and I completely forgot. I wanted to write a poem because the setting was so beautiful! It had started to light sprinkle with rain, and it was magical, to me anyway.  

So, I decided to share ONE of my poems today! This is rare for me to put one of my poems on here. So anyways, here it is:

Aftermath

By I J Powell
Mascara stained eyes
On unexpecteding victims 
tans in the middle of winter 
For those in dresses to impress
Makeup thick 
Hopes high for this afternoon
Who knew what the next day would bring
It brang black rings
Round memory filled eyes
Hoodies to block the sun
From ‘tiredness’
Whatever happened that night
The affect had already 
Made its move
For it is the aftermath of prom

So that was kind of my observations one day of all the seniors the day after prom. It isn't my best poem but it's the one I feel comfortable sharing for today. Take from it what you will.

But that was it for today,

byyyeee👋👋👋