dawn’s suffering

the dark night troubles dawn
as she labors to bring
the sun to life;
even as song birds herald
her pains each morning
the weight of her task
tolls heavily upon her heart…
depressed and lying upon
the altar of her own suffering,
dawn’s soul lingers exhaustedly
waiting for the light to return
and the day to start…
how I feel for her each morn
as i too, battle the darkness
and emerge with sun’s sweet light
to another day and another fight

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