A fiction piece by Bridgette Meyers, freshman English and Communication Major
The sun shined over the green fields,
and I wondered how far it did stretch.
The scene was so beautifully set up,
and I grabbed out my notepad and began to sketch.
I only had the gray graphite from my pencil,
and it dimed the beauty of the rays.
But still the light shined through the gray
and I got lost in the summer haze.