Description
Order of the Day –
poem by Stanley N Solomons
Poem:
Order of the Day
DAWN
The new light softly streams,
Through the lace curtains,
And I try to mend my dreams
Till Im myself again.
NOON
I look into the sky,
Where cirrus clouds collide,
Laze in the summer light,
While the breeze talks to me.
EVENING
A time for rose-red thought,
Long shadows casting,
Memories fleeting,
Fading and fraught.
DUSK
Dusk is for grieving,
And for private tears.
Perhaps for believing
Despite what we fear.
© S N Solomons June 16th 2009