Daydream

I wake up to the smell

of the sunflowers blooming

and the sound

of swallows

It's Saturday

and no one has told me

what to do

I watch the sunrise

on a mountain.

Or a large hill,

and the sun

fills the sky with

a thousand colors,

yellow, orange, red

purple, blue pink,

blending together

like a fresh assortment

of sorbets. For breakfast

I unwrap my croissant,

I savor the buttery flavor

melting into the homemade

raspberry jam

Copyrights © 2012 by Lydia R. Philip

Lydia is senior at Kitsap High School. Next year, she have plans to travel Europe and looks forward to writing about her experiences. Currently, she is studying English under John Davis and Catherine Campbell.

Shirley Gerald Ware-Publisher