Gazing through eyes
faded from time,
white hair, thinned.
A breeze caught strands,
touching her old wrinkled cheeks,
she squinted looking out
into the great expanse before her.
Sunrise, glorious color
spreads across the horizon,
the lake rests calmly,
reflecting the glow.
She drew in a breath of cold air,
sighing, watching as steam
swirled in the morning light.
The sand drew warmth from her,
she was fixed to that spot, waiting.
Re-adjusting the blanket that covered her,
it wasn't for warmth, but that was fine.
She watched as clouds came and went,
breathing in and out,
time passed
as the cold air seeped closer,
an embrace.
Soon the sand would be as cold as she,
finally as the sun was setting
her eyes closed.