Treasure Island

Charlie F. Kane

(14/1/1989 / Solihull, Birmingham)

All My Life…


All my life I have waited to see the sun too rise.
I sat and I watched as the golden globe
Entered the skies and faded the night away.
The darkness crept around,
Scuttling along till another time.
The sky becomes for a few moments
The colour of fire, I am at the embers of a new day.
The lights dawns and morning begins to take over.
The birds sing a song that I have never truly listened to before,
They celebrate the morning like I do,
These word are my morning song.

And, for a few moments,
I believe that the world truly is a good place,
And it is worth fighting for.

Submitted: Friday, June 22, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, March 15, 2011

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  • Tom J. Mariani (11/18/2007 8:55:00 AM)

    Typo in first line gets you off to a shaky start: 'too' should be 'to. After that slight bump, the poems pulls itself together. You have used the standard image of a rising sun and given us a fresh look at it. Tom (Report) Reply

  • Anabel just Anabel (9/12/2007 1:27:00 PM)

    'for a few moment' ya know I used to think that this world was a piece of crap but I found friends that showed me that sunrise, and I sang along with the birds and dance with dawn! !
    Try to make those moments last! !
    wonderfull poem I really like it, and I think that this world it is worth to fight for, people just don't see it! ! : (
    keep up the great job! ! ! (Report) Reply

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