The Cold Grey Dawn Poem by Paul Warren

The Cold Grey Dawn



The cold grey dawn bleeds forth again
As I seek comfort calling out to heaven
Then each day as it withers on the bough
Leaves us in silence wondering how

The world can be so cruel
Even when you follow the rules
Will truth be revealed for all to see
Be thankful a servant for what will be.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Friday, December 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dawn ,life
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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