Meander

We set letters on fire,

Paper catching flame like melting volcanoes;

Watch the blue as it bleeds dry,

Holding onto roses that expire.

We speed through highways,

Zooming past the places we lost;

Grasp onto the clouds that float by,

Brushing away rust off of frozen lakes.

We step on the pedals as they slow,

Stars suspended in time where they run away;

From the sunset painting the sky,

And then we let go.

The writer is a class 9 student in SFX Greenherald International School