Poetry Lives!

There is a place where children poetry write,
Give measured words to paintings in their sight.
They say them well, they have an artist’s eye,
And add imagination to their lyric try.
Their teacher teaches true, and so they’re free
To be the best they can in their Academy.
Their future is alive, it will be won,
And poetry will rise a clear strong sun,
While winging Lisa leads with praise of mind
And shows pure tools, their own bright ways to find.
Now Poetry wakes up with golden head
And wonders what they mean who say he’s dead.
With gladdest smile he looks about and hears
The echo of his heartbeats in youth’s ears.
Oh, see! The stage is set, the curtain’s drawn,
VanDamme Academy’s children act the dawn!

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