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To The Dawn
As the frost loosens it's cold embrace
Gray mist ease into a summer haze.
The rains mirror the tears from my eyes
And give rise to the wildflower days.
So I blink away my innocence.
And as my silver quill freely flows
Amid dandelions and butterflies,
I dance where the secret garden grows.
A fragile wish whispered lingers there,
A glance at the riddle that is time,
An unseen, eternity unfolds
With the dawn, a new future is mine.
© Candace
I love the lilting beauty and
I love the lilting beauty and ecstatic charm of this stunning aubade. Anything that makes me feel genuinely good deserves high praise. Thank you for this burst of light.