
waiting for sun rise
Waiting for the sun to rise
upon a brand new day
The dusk that closed the day before
seemed so far away.
Every morning opens with
With hopeful new day shine
but the Darkness of the day before
is never far behind.
Some will live in shadows
as night cradles them to sleep.
some run terrified of dark
and burn up in the sun ray’s heat.
The new day would be blinded by
The hope of rays that are cast
life is shaped with out lines
with dark colors of our past
I’m ready for the sun to rise
To eclipse the sleepy nights
and keep my shadow as reminder
as I head out into the light




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