A Sonnet 'DAWN'
Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2021 3:21 pm
DAWN
There’s something magic with the dawn each day
As though the sins of yesterday are gone
And now the world can seek another way
To right past wrongs at last and then move on.
Then as the first flush paints the sleeping sky
it lifts the veil of darkness each new morn
And brings a freshness now to catch the eye
And so once more another day is born.
And as the threads of darkness melt away
We see the pristine beauty then unfold
A special place where golden sunbeams play
God's gift to man for all to now behold.
A fragile earth entrusted to our care
And yet the warning signs are also there
© T. E. Piggott
There’s something magic with the dawn each day
As though the sins of yesterday are gone
And now the world can seek another way
To right past wrongs at last and then move on.
Then as the first flush paints the sleeping sky
it lifts the veil of darkness each new morn
And brings a freshness now to catch the eye
And so once more another day is born.
And as the threads of darkness melt away
We see the pristine beauty then unfold
A special place where golden sunbeams play
God's gift to man for all to now behold.
A fragile earth entrusted to our care
And yet the warning signs are also there
© T. E. Piggott