Watching The Sunrise Poem by Sandra Osborne

I’ve seen the late and lonely night.
I’ve seen it breaking toward the day,
I’ve seen it fading; fighting light.

I’ve seen the sun just barely bright
I’ve seen my dreams just barely stay,
I’ve seen the late and lonely night.

I’ve seen the sky turn red with fright
I’ve seen the darkened pinkish fray,
I’ve seen it fading; fighting light.

I’ve seen the ball creep to it’s height
And though now sudden, full of play,
I’ve seen the late and lonely night.

Now reds and orange, blues and white
The black is banished with the rays,
I’ve seen it fading; fighting light.

The orb now full, and in it’s might,
Peace stills my heart, and makes me say:
I’ve seen the late and lonely night.
I’ve seen it fading; fighting light.