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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Callus Avatar
February 15, 2015 at 12:56 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
Merrill Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 3:25 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!
Gorelick Avatar
February 15, 2015 at 2:15 AM
Cuz. I see you have been busy, cant wait to read your posts. this is great, full of hope for tomorrow. BG
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March 28, 2015 at 3:28 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
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