Never

• Emily Murray, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

A girl asleep in her room,
Dreaming, dreaming,
Her lips glowing in the dark,
Ruby red,
Her mind is paused, from
Wondering, wondering,
Her hair is soft as silk,
Black as the night,
Her skin is pale in the moonlight,
A phosphorescent ivory,
She opens her sapphire eyes,
Gently, gently,
She turns her head towards the door,
Standing open,
Her hand reaches out as if to hold,
Peacefully, peacefully,
We will never let go.