Dawn

• Julia Kilgour, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2018

The bright sun, a ball of golden fire
Casting its light onto the valley
The night fading, stars getting smaller
The world waking up gradually
Every object gaining their colour
As if painted by an artist’s hand
The sky now awash with liquid gold
Casting a soft glow over the land
The fog creeping back, disappearing
Burnt by the radiant sun once more
Creating a world of light and peace
Cleansing the world to its very core
The azure ocean, reflecting light
The air full of joyful choruses
A calm sense of peace over the land
Dawn, a new day, full of promises