Christopher Pearse Cranch

(1815-1892 / the USA)

Two Views Of It - Poem by Christopher Pearse Cranch

BEFORE the daybreak, in the murky night
My chanticleer, half dreaming, sees the light
Stream from my window on his perch below,
And taking it for dawn he needs must crow.
Wakeful and sad I shut my book, and smile
To think my lonely vigil should beguile
The silly fowl. Alas, I find no ray
Within my lamp or heart, of dawning day.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 24, 2010

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