Dawn

The moon is still sleeping

A crescent yet to start the day

Snuggled in a wreath of mist

Waiting till day comes

To wake it with the warmth

.

Creeping orange

In the hills

The little homes

Are still snuggled

In a baby blue sky

Sleeping away yesterday

.

Eos’s alabaster fingers

Dip into the pot of rose and water

Painting streaks of pinks

Down the chill skies

It will not be this way

Until day is done passing by

And sunset begins

With honeyed fingers

Dripping honey-rose

Across the sky

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