Posted on in On Our Radar by Serena Hodgkinson

Student Poems

By Serena Hodgkinson, age 17

Lying under the sky, the sun tickling her skin.
Her eyes closed gently, dreaming of wondrous things.

The girl’s hands, painted with red
spread open to the sky above her inviting the light.

She sees the golden ball slowly rolling away.
The sand and water dance between her toes, numbing her feet.

On the rocks she spots a woman, looking back, with a smile
so sweet.

She starts to fly over so they can meet.
She takes her hands and helps her glide high.

For her, time on earth has stopped.
She is not able to say goodbye.

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