The Golden Hour- Poem

silhouette photo of a mountain

by Anshudha Garimella

This is it. Time is keeping it’s promise

It brought that golden sky this morning

The golden hour that brought the beginning of my happy time

Summer is waiting in line

It excites my soul

The Golden Hour

Soft daylight, soft to the touch

All of the tears have dried up now

I’m a photographer for a day

I will capture the golden hour like it’s the last one I’ll ever see

It’s a time to feel the grass beneath, your feet damp with morning dew

I’m trying to soak up all of the new things

The new grass, the beauty of new flowers, the soft air comfortable and pleasant

I’m trying to trap some golden rays in a crystal to reflect this hour in its entirety.

A souvenir. Of a promise well kept. Time and Time Again.

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