Will you be my dawn when my dusk comes?
The brightness that tears the night away,
To bring in the sun that heats the day,
Will you shine for me when my sun sets in the west?
Will you be the hope that daybreak brings?
As it rips the night away to give way to a new day;
The source of strength for a new life
In my life’s waning hours.
Will I be your dawn when your sun set falls?
The source of your smile and laughter,
Of joy and happiness that wash the worries away
As twilight covers the horizon?
Will we be at each others’ sides?
And be the dawn that we wished to be?
Will we be there to see the dream we nurtured,
To love and behold until dusk comes?
Masked Lady
Dec.2,2009
Masked Lady, beautiful piece, I'm old now so I wrote a poem I'll send only to you Jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes dear; waiting is the most refined form of hoping....my earnest good wishes!