In the still of night,
Shadows dance and play.
Soft moonlight fades,
As stars begin to sway.
Silent whispers of
Darkness start to fade;
As first light of dawn
Begins to cascade.
Misty tendrils of
Dawn embrace the sky;
Painting colors of hope
As night says goodbye.
Birds chirp their sweet songs,
Now greeting the morn,
As the world awakens,
A new day is born.
Golden hues of sun
Smothering the Earth,
Bringing warmth and life,
A sense of rebirth.
Posted in response to the challenge Poetry Month.
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