Peace

Peace is waking up to the smell of fresh waffles.

Peace is getting all of my homework completed.

Peace is when a friend hugs me from behind.

Peace is when my Dad tells me he is proud of me.

Peace is when I realize that all of my hard work has been worth it.

Peace is when I can finally roll down the car windows after a long winter.

Peace is feeling in-shape.

Peace is laughing with my brother.

But to everyone, the universal sign of peace is two fingers up. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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