Early Works - Dawn Breaks Poem by David Harris
Early Works - Dawn Breaks
The roses weep as dawn breaks
through the blackened skies peeps
the sun from its restful bed
as children rub their eyes
of their sleepy heads.
Dawn and with it comes
a new day, a new generation,
new people, new places
worlds unsought before
conquerable and unconquerable
missions of mercy
or of death and destruction.
All come each new day
as dawn breaks
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