May 2016
.
I used to look forward to the sunrise,
soft watercolor whispers blushing
to the east in rose petal hues
on a perriwinkle sky
as I awoke each morning –
But now they are nothing more than
drab bookends to another day in my life
I wish had never been written
*– and I adored the vibrant sunset,
citrus splashed heavens shimmering
in tangerine and lemon zest
effervescence on the western horizon
as my day neared its end
I used to look forward to the sunrise,
soft watercolor whispers blushing
to the east in rose petal hues
on a perriwinkle sky
as I awoke each morning –
But now they are nothing more than
drab bookends to another day in my life
I wish had never been written
*– and I adored the vibrant sunset,
citrus splashed heavens shimmering
in tangerine and lemon zest
effervescence on the western horizon
as my day neared its end
