It was not yet dawn
A beautiful hushed silence
Broken by a scream
The night creatures ruled
Not yet annoyed by the light
I was still in bed
But it was just me
One more restless night of pain
Instead of sweet dreams
Age does weary me
My only comfort is the past
When dawn then brought hope
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Please no messages of concern; I don't pick the words, Thom does!
I've never been a big fan of dawn, but I can sure relate to the pain.
ReplyDeleteLove the last verse.... Sort of shows the transition the meaning of dawn has undergone
ReplyDeleteit's terrible to think that because of age you'd lose all hope but great lines. I'm an optimist by nature and believe that tomorrow always brings new challenges and also new joys.
ReplyDeleteUnder those circumstances, dawn would be an ugly thing, for sure.
ReplyDeleteDespite the dark all the troublesome things in life seem to shine more fiercely at night..
ReplyDeleteFortunately dawn never wearies me and still brings with it hope and eager anticipation of what is to come.
ReplyDeleteDespite emotional irritations one can still hope for a wonderful life on waking up every morning. Isn't it nice to look to lots of eventualities. Nice thoughts oldegg!
ReplyDeleteHank
This is one I can go along with completely. In other words - Snap!
ReplyDeletei like the third verse, nice post
ReplyDeleteI liked it too. If you are blessed with good health the gods are truly smiling on you. Glad this only fiction...the truth is... it would not be for some !
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