Breaking Dawn Poem by Alison Gaff

There's a perfect glowing half moon
In the deep violet blue skies
Where Orions' Belt is shining
All is so silent and serene

Then a wispy veil of light cloud
Envelopes the waning moon
A cool gentle breeze is blowing
Making leaves quietly quiver and shake

Out on the far horizon the sun starts to awake
With the faintest of bright golden glows
Hanging above streaks of indigo clouds
The dawn is about to explode