Dawns Sky

Dawn, the sky is lit up by the unseen sun clouds from the ocean were coming in they looked rain heavy not a sound broke the stillness. This, the last day of the year and he was still here on the terrace able to see the birth of a new day and he was privileged the world had given him a gift. The night had been restless and fearful, the thought of his death had disturbed him, no point resisting the oncoming it was futile he had said to himself and the dark night. He felt a chill the rain was coming in faster than he had thought He got inside, made a coffee and warmed food from yesterday Feeling good he had always been frugal it was his way