DAWN

DAWN


When I go to bed at night

I read my books of wrong and right.

Finally I turn out the light.

Welcome darkness holds no fright.


I think of conflict and of hate.

Aggressive actions I would take

To stop the wars that people make.

But sleep leaves trouble in its wake.


In dreams I cannot find my way.

Each night seems like another day.

The destination far away.

Forever longer as I stray.


Feeling weary and forlorn,

Between death and living I am torn.

Then someone near me ends the storm

By helping others - it is Dawn.