Almost Dawn

Sitting cross legged amidst the grass,
Breathing the sweet almost dawn air,
Watching entranced as the sky slowly begins to change
From a blue of the sea
To a purple of the soul.
Echoes across the field,
Sounds of birds come from the forest around,
The tall, tall grass whips around my body,
And I lean back into it,
Letting my back hit the ground,
And my body be engulfed.
I glance to the side,
And see you sitting wide eyed,
Thank you older sister,
For letting me share this with you.

Author's Note

Last summer, my little sister woke me up at about five in the morning and told me, Come on Jenn, I'm taking you somewhere special. So I got up and got dressed, stuck a note to my mom's bedroom door, and my sister dragged me out the door and about a mile down the road to a park by the Chesapeake Bay. We went into the woods behind the park, and after a little bit, the trees opened up, and there was this huge field circled on all sides by the trees, and there was huge tall grass. I wrote this from her point of view.

Reviews

[J.K.P.]

Sweet poem. :] Me and my sister are close, so this one was particularly touching to me. Good work.

[Dorian Castillo-Tatem]

Amazing. Great metaphors and prose. I kept picturing it on my head the whole time.

[Ahmad Alhour]

Few are the honest poems of true friendships and relationships with our lacerate ones...
What can I say to you more than... I really like this poem... Honestly!

[poetic soul]

lovely..........just so lovely........ :)

regards,
poetic soul