Dawn to noon, I am with me;
I play and work all day long.
I dance like the birds and bees to a song,
never caring what's today or where it leads.
Noon. everything starts its end.
People and animal start to rest.
But me? I watch in sorrow.
So now I sit, waiting at my desk.
Evening is here and I count.
Will it happen? Will it come out tonight?
I love all and fear their pain.
Will it hurt them? Will it rain?
Dusk is here and so is it.
Can I control? Will I triumph?
I use my tricks, old and new, hoping it will calm
It is a fight til midnight.
Then. . . Then I see dawn
I start again. . . but I see the light.
I hope you enjoyed. I see it as a happy poem even though it doesn't seem like it at first. Leave a comment, like. Whatever you need to do. I love you all and hope you enjoyed. If you are in a dark place, I'd be happy to listen. Just ask, hermanos - Isaac
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