RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turning Shadows Into Daylight - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Starting the day with a cold and icy desert morning,
wrapping m blanket tightly around me, looking out
Watching the sun peeking just above the horizon, wish-
ing it would rise a little faster and warm things up,
here on earth.
Slowly taking it's time, turning shadows into day-
light, finally seeing it fully, and feeling it start
to warm up our desert morning.
Soon I will be able to leave the blanket on the bed
and get up to shower and get dressed, getting ready
for this brand new day in which to write poetry.
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