First Love
The sight of chalk particles in the air,
like mini snowflakes outside.
Squeak goes the bar,
Boing goes the springboard, flinging people into the air,
and Thump goes the floor with people tumbling across it.
You can hear the heavy breaths of hard work
and courage.
Later, you compete,
and you earn first place
with everyone cheering you on,
and you smile because of all the hard work it took.
You wish if only the world could just
STOP
Just for you.
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