Dawn rises slowly
Like the sleepy
Dreams tucked eyes
Of a child
Glowing the skies
Change from darkness
To orange like
Large fires stoked
Back to life
By sharp sticks
Morning comes slowly
Like eggs in
A skillet bubbling
Yellow white brown
Dawn rises slowly
Like the sleepy
Dreams tucked eyes
Of a child
Glowing the skies
Change from darkness
To orange like
Large fires stoked
Back to life
By sharp sticks
Morning comes slowly
Like eggs in
A skillet bubbling
Yellow white brown
