The Day Outside

April 24, 2009
By Hannah Rosenzweig BRONZE, San Francisco, California
Hannah Rosenzweig BRONZE, San Francisco, California
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The warm glow of the sun teases me
As I sit,
Locked inside the classroom walls.

Gently caressing my skin,
Filling the ravines in my palm
with lacy light,
Dancing in and out of the jungle of my hair.

I hear younger kids playing outside.

The sun’s rays seep under the door and through the windows.
Splayed apparently innocent
Across my desk,
The color of lemonade.

Tempting me.
Calling to me.

The teacher pulls the shades down and it is forced to retreat.

But still,
The light remains between the bottom of the door and the carpeted floor.
Reminding me,

Of the day outside.

The author's comments:
Originally written during our fifth grade poetry unit, I found this poem two years later on some crumpled paper at the bottom of my desk. When I read it again I knew there was no way I could leave it unrevised. I ended up using it for our seventh grade poetry unit!

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on May. 15 2009 at 5:09 am
Hannah Rosenzweig BRONZE, San Francisco, California
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please comment! i would be grateful for any input on how i could improve this piece. thx!




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