Morning Wishes
In the light of another early morning,
I stand outside, watching the birds soaring.
Today will be one of a better day,
If only my peace were here to stay.
But alas the serenity I feel will all disappear,
And in it's wake will be the shattered things I hold dear.
The crumbling memories of love lost,
The broken dreams forever lost.
A close friend once revealed a light,
But now I am utterly alone in this fight.
There is no love left for me,
I am broken, can no one see?
Now always left behind,
Why is no one ever kind?
I am no longer who I use to be,
Sometimes I just wish that I could be free.
As free as the bids high above,
As free as a highly soaring dove.
Copyright © Cheyenne Hickman | Year Posted 2010
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