"My name is Philip. I am a poet. I wrote this poem just to show it. And I just turned nine. You can write rhymes. But you can't write mine. I practice French. And play piano with my mother. I have a sister, but I want a little brother. My daddy's trying to start America's bank. Un deux trois quatre cinq!" He sang from an old piece of paper, smiling brightly as he did so. And the brightness was shown on his eyes. They sparkled as he read his old poem he'd written to show off to his father.

~📃Philip Hamilton✒️