a song on the radio inspired this sudden thought

Morning has come.

Dew drops a'forming,
Nature's transforming,

Empty are the streets,
Silent are the beats,

Children sleeping,
Sun's a'creepin',

The night lights shine,
Our lives intertwine,

Darkness ends,
Daybreak amends,

Wake up,
Wake up, young one,

Morning's come.

Poetry by Caoimhe Murphy
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Written on 2008-09-22 at 14:22

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I agree with Nick, its simplicity makes this poem even more moving to read, thank you, I enjoyed!

Elle x