Rhia Madison Thomer Poet Rhyme

Night To Day

Tiredly I sit
slowly life creeps away
flowing from my grasp 
as night slips to day.

Hard to keep my eyes open,
just want to go to sleep
so I can get away;
angels begin to weep.

There goes another child
slowly slipping away,
lying on the bathroom tile
as night slips to day.

Mind begins to wonder 
through my weak existence 
all the things I've done;
such a weak resistance.

I live my life condemned
in silent exile
wishing to be loved
just to see him smile.

Falling faster down
soul ready to run away
angels grasp my hands 
as night slips to day.

Looking down from heaven
as the sun rises upon the day
My body is still lying there
where the dragon slay.

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L'Nass Shango May 15, 2009 at 7:48 AM It is the subjective that must give way to the objective ... when the ego overpowers the thought ... for stepping back to say the contest of things, rather than the direct, is most liberating to a write ... you will go on slay dragons in your night. I have given you my love for a sword ...