Poetry

Morning’s Mourning

sallendavidson

With the rising, dancing dawn,

To our windows we are drawn

To contemplate the day ahead:

Will our sorrows bring more dread?

Dread of guilty pleasures known

To our hearts and ours alone?

Copyright Sarah Davidson 2020

Published by sallendavidson

Aspiring writer. Librarian. All-around nerd. My blog Word-Maleerie comes from the word "whigmaleerie," which means a whim or notion. So my blog's topic? Whims/notions about words. I write stories, novels, poetry, plays, observations, columns--you name it. I've always loved words and now I'm trying to make my dream to be an author come true.

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