Sad Dawn Poem by David McLansky

Subject Sad Dawn
DateCreated 3/6/2007 3: 57: 00 AM
PostedDate 3/6/2007 3: 47: 00 AM
Body How to wake my sleeping love
To tell her that her father died,
She who was her father's pride
Who gifted me love's legacy.

Sad duty of the early watch
Who wakes before the dawning sun
To bear the news a life is done
The one who danced her on his knee.

Oh, let her lie in blissful sleep,
Relent a minute, relent an hour
So self aware of tragic power
Why should I wake her up to weep?

Oh let her sleep in seeming peace
As the sun's rays pink the night
Dispelling darkness with its light
Heralding life's defeat.

But such is the role of the messenger
To speak the news that's wished unheard
To frame my face within her eyes
And speak those final fatal words.