YWA Winner 2005
Poetry Grades 7-8
Emma Hitchcock
Dreams of the Sun
When the sun rises in the sky
A little bird greets it
Flying as high as he can fly
Trying to reach the burning sun
Struggling with all his might
Attracted by her glorious glow
Not knowing how strong and harsh she can be;
Not knowing how dangerous she is
Blinded by her beauty, he sees nothing else
Until twilight comes at last
Without a backwards glance,
She disappears into the night
And the bird is left with nothing
But his dreams of the sun
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