Somewhere between
night and day
Dawn does happen.
Somewhere between
Dawn and sunset
life does happen.
Somewhere between
Dawn's' heart and mine,
love does happen.
Surely, you are a
sweet
young
delicate
flower,
and your intelligence
and your wisdom
beyond your years
and your parallels of
what your life has been,
compared to mine
in so many ways
do deeply haunt my heart,
I have learned in all my days
that sometimes
just after the darkest of moments
comes the Dawn,
and you have me wondering
could you be the Dawn I seek,
and dare I dream of Dawn
shining down on me,
my first each and every morning?
Be this now, my reason to rise,
just to see my Dawn
who has inspired
dreams in my heart.
