Apr. 3, 2010
The morning due hits the ground
As the morning bird’s first chirp sounds
I looked at the new day's dawn as it broke the sky
Tired eyes wondering why
‘Tis so lonesome on this bed
Warmth where it used to be; cold lay in your stead
Dawn's clouds tinged orange and blue
Yet the beauty could not imbue
The way it did with the happiness
When we use to watch it together, oh how it looked so blameless!
How our feet embraced and the light drew your face;
As it played with your smile and glistened off your eyes
For all the moments that I remiss
This most make me reminisce
Oh how beautiful the world when spring comes
Yet so shallow and cold; hollow and numb.
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