Growing Out of It

By Alyssa Reid

I didn’t know I loved the sunrise till I watched the sky wake up with a city that rarely sleeps.

I didn’t know I loved the snowfall till my boots became ice skates and the sleet melted down my coat.

I didn’t know I loved the rain till I heard thunder from inside a fort of assorted pillows.

I didn’t know I loved long elevator rides till I saw a metropolis from above and the clouds a little closer.

I didn’t know I loved the stage till I heard applause so loud it shook the floor.

I didn’t know I loved painting till I watched colors bloom from the tip of a smooth brush.

I didn’t know I loved driving till I felt the increased hum of the accelerator beneath my sneaker.

I didn’t know I loved nighttime till I watched the moon glow to a glimmer in the sky.

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