One Morning…
Dawns silence gives me comfort,
My night has been restless, showing
In sharp black& white, movies of
The bygone; till bitter regret awoke
Me and filled me with dread of
The future. A door opens and shuts,
Steps in the hall and a car starts,
Tells me I’m not alone, and as dark
Gives way to light, my past slowly
Regresses. To day I will not be sad.