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Eyes Open
I wait upon its splendour,
That magical first ray,
Signalling the changing,
Of a night into a day.
It seems to me a strange thing,
That people ignore this sight,
Choosing rather idlely,
To sleep until its light.
They awake from their slumber,
Well into the morn,
Unaware of the moment,
That passed along with the dawn.
i have nothing to criticize here
I love sunrises... the slanting rays that cause more mischief and illusions and excitement than the the blanketed beauty of the night...
I watch the sunrise whenever I can't sleep, which is pretty often...