When dawn awakes at a darkened hour
shall I dream or shall I lament
This life is not meant for those that cower
our thoughts alone can detriment
The clouds can shift and storms arise
in my lifetime I can attest
Air that brings forth compromise
can much surprise beset
Day treads forth and unearths details
that represent a life
With small change my heart might sail
others bring me strife
But never trade your wide-eyed dreaming
because things might depart
Allow those tears a cleansing streaming
sometimes the gift is a slow start
