New Mornings Dawn

NEW MORNINGS DAWN Somewhere in between, The night and the day. Is a moment where I am me, The best me, I might say. Half-dream, half-awake, Full of hope, make no mistake. This sombre dawn pause, Reveals me, my truth, awake. The cool of the air, Through the windows breeze. The warmth of the bed, A few more minutes tease. The tick of the clock, Marks the passing of time, I would say, In that moment, I feel, just fine. And then, In a beat, It is the start of the day. Up and away, To live my life, My way. I take solace in the fact, That if growth turns decay. A new mornings dawn, Is just a few hours away. So, the best place I can think of, Is the safety of my bed. Fools rush in, Where angels fear to tread. My safe space, My respite, The bank of my tears. I have invested, Very heavily, Over the last few years. (c) Jay Rose Ana