To love the dawn.
Not the sunrise,
But the moment
The black, gray world
Morphs to color.
To love the dawn.
Not the daybreak,
But the dark blues
As they emerge
To make color.
To love the dawn.
Not the morning,
But the changes
From the dullness
To a pale sky.
To love the dawn.
Not goodbye moon,
But hello life,
When greenery
Gives way to red.
To love the dawn.
Not hello day,
But a rainbow,
Every dawn.
Birthing color.
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 7:39 AM UTC
To love the dawn.
Not the sunrise,
But the moment
The black, gray world
Morphs to color.
To love the dawn.
Not the daybreak,
But the dark blues
As they emerge
To make color.
To love the dawn.
Not the morning,
But the changes
From the dullness
To a pale sky.
To love the dawn.
Not goodbye moon,
But hello life,
When greenery
Gives way to red.
To love the dawn.
Not hello day,
But a rainbow,
Every dawn.
Birthing color.
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