Morning’s Mourning

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

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