Notes About The Poem
Morning Light
Morning Light
An angel through that black long eve
He holds a trembling hand to grieve
And in the moment make believe
The rising sun will not deceive
Doorways dim must stand and wait
This tragic timely twist of fate
jan 4, 2025
Taken from the poem "Earliest of Morning Light" for Line Gauthier's poetry contest, "Bite Size No97".
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