Captivate
As the sun rises the sky line's
soft serrated edges spill vanilla cream;
a girl who is shrouded feels crystal flakes
on her face as she walks separate
from the group of students
within the milled land asleep still within a dream.
A tiny abandoned bird's nest
is revealed amongst a tree's branches
as the last few leaves are stripped;
the berries still cling...
the billowy clouds above glide away.
Birds later flit about the tree as the girl
paints their colors as her wings,
upon which the sunlight slides across a new day.
January 14, 2022
Copyright © Jennifer Cahill | Year Posted 2022
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