Sunrise | Claire V. Bogdanos

There’s no morning sunshine or even setting sun

When our lives are over and all of this is done

And sadly through the mist as life has passed us by

There’s no time left to think or laugh or wave goodbye !

Gladly, this new day rises with a lemon-colored sun,

Spreading its fan with fingers of light, their journey begun

The early dawn painting water colors across the sky,

Running rampant in a kaleidoscope mornings apply.

Buds tumbling o’er each other in a circus of display

Assailing the senses with sights and sounds in bold array.

A blessing to have left behind the dark sadness of night,

Too full, with all its gloom pervading length and depth and height.

And life’s cycle begins again, its merry youth slender,

So clear and clean, healing breath, new hopes and dreams engender.

Claire V. Bogdanos