By ZAK RUDIN
14 years old
Logan Park High School, Dunedin

I step forward

Feeling the cold sneak through my many garments

And enter through my skin.

I shiver as I walk,

Hearing the crunch of crisp grass

Shattering the frosted blades with each step.

The cold pricks and tickles me

Gradually numbing my fingertips and toes.

I shiver and stop,

Beholding the beauty of it all;

The sun gleams down

Upon a world shrouded in mystery

A world under a thin woolly blanket,

Glistening and majestic.

I breathe in

And smile

Feeling the fresh new day envelope me.

I hold onto the moment,

For that is all there is.

This poem is part of the TEARAWAY Young Poets feature for National Poetry Day.

The Common Room

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