Poem - Dawn (19 Oct 2009)

My name is Dawn
Wet sidewalks and fresh rangoli
Bird calls and sleepy heads
Making breakfast while others dream.
I am dreams left unlived
Waiting another day
Another way.
I am nightmares bursting
Into light of life
Gnawing at your mind and heart.
Thought you could forget us in sleep?
Thought the magic of night would erase
The worries and pain and fears?
My name is Dawn
Daughter of the sun and earth
I bring with me
Both clean and dirt
So sweep the sidewalk
Wash away the dust
Draw a new design
To stay the evil.
Smile
And face another day.