May 12, 2015

Just Before Dawn


I like this hour 
just before dawn,
when it's dark
but light seeps
into our room,
a first clue
we're still here,
pitch black giving way
to muted blinds
outlined in gray,
as we slowly
emerge from darkness,
beginning to prepare
for the light of noon,
when tears from dreams
will be all but forgotten,
when we can pretend
the waiting night,
will not find us
again so soon.