One morning, I knew in my mind
That something was not right
I felt as though I had turned blind
Due to a lack of light
The world outside seemed dim and dank
The inside was dull, too
Uncertain why or whom to thank
I fixed my morning brew.

Beneath the shadow of the night
I stumbled to the range
Still bleary, I struggled for sight
And prayed the dark would change
“What I would give for just one star...”
I said, as I, alone
Made my way to the mini bar
Beside my kitchen phone.

The darkness looked to last for days
No sign of sun or moon
The world seemed trapped within a haze
No culture was immune
The plants began to wilt and die
The grass faded away
And still there was no answer why
The world had turned to gray.

Just when it looked as though the earth
Had fallen ever still
The sun broke free to claim its worth
Upon each windowsill
The light came streaming through the shades
And woke me from my bed
Proving that every nightmare fades
To yield the day ahead!

© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection