A Day

By Isabella Szklany

The sun rises into the new sky,
As the stars fall from the heavens. The bird crows to the fading moon. The first yawn of the day
It is morning.

The sun shines directly above
A bright blue hue covers my head. The bread bag crinkles.
The jelly jar goes pop
12:00 pm has come.

The sun is halfway up in the sky
The car rolls through the gate
The dog runs outside
The door flies open and a foot steps through after a long day of work. It is 5:00 pm.

The sun starts to fall as the night rises.
The stars pop out from the darkness one by one.
The house is clean, and all its occupants are silent.
The wolves stroll through the caves opening and are prepared to hollow. Night has arrived.