Runaway Dawn
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Friday, August 31, 2007
Good Morning, not-quite Dawn,
Your hidden smile
Reflects my tears,
Reflecting my hidden smile.
Good Morning, not-long-dead Mom,
Your painful smile
Reflects my fears,
Reflecting my painful smile.
Good Morning, runaway Soul,
Your happy smile
Reflects, with jeers,
Deflecting my happy smile.
Good Morning, son-of-Man,
Your anguished smile
Reflects my years,
Reflecting my anguished smile.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/31/07
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.