Barbara Jackson McGuire
Dawn - Poem by Barbara Jackson McGuire
Peeking through the shadows
I see a gleaming light,
It seems to split the clouds in half
And chases away the night.
Its rays extend like outstreched arms
And dries up the morning dew,
I wish that I could capture it
And give it all to you.
Comments about Dawn by Barbara Jackson McGuire
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You