Poems of a Girl Who Feels Lost

Rising

Sometimes I like to wake up
An hour or two before my alarm

Just to look at the masterpiece before me
Painted with pastels
Blue
Pink
Purple
Orange

From my window I see
The city below me
Soon basking in the glory
Of the day

The sun rises
Waking from sleep
Telling creatures of the earth

Come
It's time to rise
To be alive

And it's days like this I think

Wow
Aren't I lucky