They Will Sing Again
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The clouds will come,
The roses fade,
The light turn dark,
The bright to shade,
But then the snow
Will melt away
And they will sing again.
We will cough,
And we will groan,
Biting fingernails
At home,
Till we find
We’re not alone
And we will sing again.
I’ll bundle up
And learn the ropes,
Do everything
To not lose hope
Come summer I’ll
No longer mope
And I will sing again.
About the Contributor
Lauren Nagy, Editor
Lauren is a senior at Freehold High School, eager to be entering her third year as a writer for The Colonial's literary magazine and her second year as an editor. An avid reader, she is also a multi-instrumentalist and enjoys knitting when she can find the time. Despite her place in the Medical Sciences program, she foresees a career in neither medicine nor science - and would rather study English, creative writing, and music in college. If she wrote a novel that one day became a widely beloved classic, that would be pretty nice too.
