Reflection

• Maddison Kaldi, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2015

I walk towards the window
then I look outside,
to see a pale white girl
blankly looking at my eyes.
Her hair is short and curly,
identical to mine.
Her eyes as blue as sapphires,
staring through the night.
I press my hand against the window,
it feels as though it's ice.
I peak behind the girl,
to see the first rays of light.
I look at where the girl was,
but see a blur of white.
She disappeared as fast,
as I could blink my eyes.