Hues of lavender embraced the horizon,
tranquility swathed the awe of day.
A chilled wind blew through barred trees
as the sun emerged cast shadows to sway.

Awakened nature’s renewed force,
breaths of life budded flourished anew.
Colors of time changed as moments passed
and became morning’s silent adieu.

I watched with eyes of old
weathered to the seasons of change,
wondered if anyone appreciated
the splendor shades of dawns exchanged.

© 2002 Tracey L. Hardie