Crushed
On the day of the contest, she rushed,
With her hair looking hardly half-brushed.
Yet she took to the stage
Glancing down at the page
And read confidently, feeling flushed.
Back at home, all her family just gushed
When she read them her poems; now the hushed
Crowd of spectators stared
As the winners were aired.
Unprepared for defeat, she felt crushed.
(for the contest of Anthony Biaanco)
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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