The wet, luscious emerald grass
dancing joyfully in the wind.
A little girl rejoices.
Her yellow dress shines
in the bright sunlight.
She takes a step,
with her dusky bare foot.
The cold water touched her.
With courage,
she took another step.
Before she knew,
she was running free,
as a wild horse.
Her black hair
softly flying behind.
Eventually, she sat down,
in the middle of a multicolored field.
Looking around at the
awe-inspiring beauty of nature.
Closing her big brown eyes,
she looked up
stretching her arms
as if embracing the sun.
She thought.
"Why can't time stop?"
She laid awake on her bed,
twenty years later
with her big brown eyes,
now filled with worry
still wondering the same question,
"Why can't time stop?"
This is the 100th poem I am posting on HP and I wanted it to be something special. This is the first poem I have ever written. I wrote it in grade 10 as an English assignment.
I also want to thank the HP community for being so kind and encouraging. I have never felt comfortable sharing my poetry with others but after all the support, I feel more confident in sharing.
