Something About a Sunrise

11 Feb 14

Fresh new poem! These words came to mind late last night. I guess I was longing for the beauty of the sun come morning. =]

It is in the dark of the night long where words unspoken find life.

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There is something about a sunrise

That speaks of a new glory day;

Something about each tendril of light

And every vivid sun-ray.

There is something about the colors

That speak of an Artist's brush;

Something in each careful hue

To make Lady Dawn blush.

There is Someone in the heavens

Who takes care to paint the morn;

Someone who loves all–

Be they happy, sad, or worn.

There is Someone in the heavens,

Ever near, unseen by earthly eyes;

Whose Light shines through days' end

And wakes again come sunrise.

A Bookish Sarah