She tried
To blink away
The memory
Of the sun
Across her pages

As the wind
Made them dance
The words became
Ballerinas
On stages

She breathed
In the moment
Surrounded
By the pink
And blue

The soft feel
Of the grass
The scene
Mesmerizing
Through and through

It only
Took a second
To glance
Down
At her book

But she
Decided it was
Time
To give it one
Last look

To her dismay
She found
In awe
The trees standing
Alone

Before she
Could
Take it all in
The sun was
Too far gone