The Break of Dawn
I don't sleep too well these days,
I have seen so many suns
arise, hoping for worries
to take the back seat
and demise.
The break of dawn
holds such beauty,
for that precious moment,
I'm not alone,
just a chid again,
and Gods wonder,
my home.
Copyright © Ann Anderson | Year Posted 2009
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