This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at UCSC chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.
All hail my violet skiesÂ
Well deserved, barren only of strainÂ
The dandelions flow free thereÂ
Choke-less, no longer in vainÂ
Breathe in the shameless lilac groveÂ
The night time’s last repriseÂ
Now that I’ve spent a moment here
In my violet skiesÂ