Scarlet, The Colour Of Her Hair

• Shania Turega, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2013

The magnificent dawn of that morning,
Was painted a beautiful scarlet.
The likes of which i've never seen in my life.
As beautiful as the colour of her hair
And like her, ever bit as radiant.
And if she were to look up,
The beautiful sky would open up before her.
If she would only look up.