Dawn

Travail is what binds us, The broken hearts we share-- And so it is we travel thus In longing and despair. Yet for the night that lingers so, The road still winding on-- There is one thing I breathless know, That dark precedes the dawn. And for the hope of daybreak, That it will intercede-- I once more smiling waken Yet unwilling to concede.

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Paul Callus

Date: 2/15/2015 12:56:00 PM

What a pleasure to be reading this lovely poem, Mel! Had not realized that you were back posting again. Glad to see you around. All the best. // paul

Mel Merrill
Date: 3/28/2015 3:25:00 PM

Hi Paul. Lately I've been posting on FaceBook, even as I work on a poetry manuscript for Solstice Publishers. Still, it's nice to now I have a family here. Thanks for the read, my friend!

Barbara Gorelick

Date: 2/15/2015 2:15:00 AM

Cuz. I see you have been busy, cant wait to read your posts. this is great, full of hope for tomorrow. BG

Mel Merrill
Date: 3/28/2015 3:28:00 PM

Hi darlin. Some of my poems are more hopeful than others. I'll be around cuz. Thanks for reading and commenting--especially important as I prepare a manuscript for Solstice. The closer I get, the scarier it gets! Take care, Barbara xxx