Paul Laurence Dunbar

(1872-1906 / Ohio / United States)

Day - Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar

THE gray dawn on the mountain top
Is slow to pass away.
Still lays him by in sluggish dreams,
The golden God of day.
And then a light along the hills,
Your laughter silvery gay;
The Sun God wakes, a bluebird trills,
You come and it is day.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 2, 2010

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