Lately, I’ve Been Biting Instead of Licking My Ice Cream by Grace Bollhagen

Morning is nearing!

The sun peeking out

over the corn fields

light not yet blinding

but a picturesque

tangerine grapefruit

juice spilling

onto the dawn.

The brisk breeze

caressing, its touch

brings goosebumps

shivers of delight.

Its freshness clears

the spoiled air

yesterday left behind.

Grace Bollhagen is a sophomore at Bethany and is pursuing a degree in English.