Here Comes The Dawn
Come ride with me, Along the way. What the stars, Await the day. Build a fire, To light the dark. Watch the rise, Of the sparks. Sit with me, In silence share. At phantom images, As in the fire we stare. Tell ghost stories, To bring a chill. hare on edge, At the call, whippoorwill. Watch the clouds, Rool across the moon. A lightening of the sky, A promise of dawn to be soon. The color awashes, The darkened sky. The birds begin to sing, Biding the night good-bye. Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 02:15 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 0 • 12
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