Sunrise Photography

I’d forgotten how cold it is before sunrise.

Sitting here on this cold, hard, blue plastic slide,

Waiting for the sun to make its slow way over the horizon.

My camera is ready, my compass is set,

But still, everything is grey.

The frost sparkles on the grass.

I wait.

I watch.

The horizon becomes too bright to look at,

But still, everything is grey.

I keep waiting.

I keep watching.

A sliver of gold.

Warmth on my face.

Click.