Caliper

This poem is the one I submitted for Caliper, the literary magazine my school publishes twice a year.  I wrote it a long time ago, and I never posted it, so here it is.

DAWN

Stars glistened in the sky.
The grass was cold and damp.
Silence grasped the small town.

A wisp of wind
  woke the trees in the dark dawn.
A robin flew past the trees,
  quietly rushing to a nest unknown.
A cricket jumped out of the grass.
A mouse scurried by into a tree,
  hiding from an owl,
  hooting mournfully in the trees.

The sun slowly crept upwards.
Street lamps flickered and went out.
A child stood in the empty street.
He looked east,
  where the sun was growing steadily
  bigger and brighter.
A bird chirped a hello.
Soon, all the birds
  were singing their morning song.

The child turned around
  and walked down the street, into a house.
The door gave a soft closing thud.

In the sunrise, the birds sang on.