The sky gradually becomes light,
so I say goodbye to the night.
As the sun creeps up over the hill,
everything looks clear and still.
The sky is blue, but etched in pink,
this is paradise I think.
So to nature I give thanks,
for allowing me,
the dawn to see.
Gentle and beautiful imagery, great poem about an awakening dawn. Give it a 10. Thank you, RoseAnn
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I would like to translate this poem
Dawn is beautiful in its own right, but to waken yet one more day is a gift