far in the distance,
some trees sighed
I looked up at them
all was still
I kept walking
the sun shone in my eyes
the rays I held back,
with my hand
the grass brushed,
my bare ankles
lazy insects sang,
as they flew about
I kept walking,
toward the trees
I entered the grove,
and looked back
silence
wind rustled the leaves
"What do you wish for?"
a shaft of light shone,
on me
"What would you wish?"
breathed the grove
"Me?" I said
silence
"More time, I guess,"
I finally spoke
silence
"Why?" it hummed
I thought
"I don't know,"
I whispered
silence
all around me
the grove sighed
the last rays,
of sunlight,
vanished
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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