Sonnet #1
Shaina

When you listen to this struggling world
Of people who have no faith at all
Of war and bombs that are being hurled
Actions and words from those who have too much gall
You listen also to those who complain
Listen to children having fun at play
Then a noisy neighbor with some small pain
You simply sit listening to the breeze
Thoughts focused on the most unpleasant news
You look gently through the whispering trees
The gist of this poem, I will often use
When listening to something that makes you mad
Just listen to the sounds that make you glad

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