Till The Dawn Came Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Till The Dawn Came
till the Dawn came
the Artist on the shore
waiting for Dawn
to paint
he saw a giant ghost-skeleton in store
and started painting
painting all the night
then
when Dawn with her wondrous crown
came
the Artist tired fell asleep
then woke
'Alas the Dawn escaped me;
but I have this'
The giant skeleton.
Friday, December 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work,dawn
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