A New Day
Fingers of dawn bring dewdrops falling,
Tears for a brand new day;
A rose coloured sky brings the lark calling
A song she sings to bright May.
The lilac is bending in her royal color,
Lost in the purple of night;
Star shine is softer and duller,
A new day brings life's delight.
Open the window and bend above me
Dearest red rose, my sweet song;
Shed your thorns if you love me
For nights without you are so long.
The day is ours, and daylight is breaking
Sweet drowsy eyes of grey;
You won't question an early waking
When the wings of night fly away.
Copyright © Elizabeth Wesley | Year Posted 2011
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