Rising

I rise to a new day not yet dawned,
leaving you to your dreams.

Pad quietly in shadows,
light candle and just sit.

Memories flicker
before mind moves into now.

In the last filaments of darkness
I understand again.

You are the constant in my life,
you light my way.

 

6 thoughts on “Rising

  1. Jaye's avatar Jaye October 25, 2019 / 10:50 am

    Love this poem! Love them all!

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    • lillian's avatar lillian October 27, 2019 / 11:19 am

      So fun to see you here, Jaye! šŸ™‚

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