Dawn


The dawn of each new day,
Is just a hairs’ breadth away.
The age of night passes quickly,
The morning dawn creeps over thickly.
The age of day
Is nearly here
But nay,
I cannot hear its call,
Sometimes I think day,
might not come at all.

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