Day Break Poem by Gero Lorna

The heavy darkness passes
throught the sky, while
the bitter chill from the
night penetrates my young
bones. In the distance
the fading sound of
the morning trains horn,
placing a smile of
acceptance on my barely
awakened face.
The silence in this old
creaky house disturbed
by an alarm clock
down the hallway, momentarily
the kitchen will be stormed
with bodies preparing for
another unfinished work day.
The daily routine given
little or no thought, delayed
by laughter & good conversation.
Reflections in the window has
quickly disappeared as
the first light of day takes
its stance.