A poem for Poem in your Pocket Day, an international day recognizing the value of poetry in daily life

WHEN DAY BREAKS

By Anna Patterson

When Day Breaks

The shadows still fall dark

Against the rose patterned hall

The shadows of dreams still flicker

On the mind

When Day Breaks

There is silence still

Until the first car goes by

Signaling tasks to do

For it is morning

What lingering dread

Still duty calls in the fading dew

For me and you:

The Day Breaks.

We would be drawn

To the bed to sleep again

But the shadows give way to sunlight

And duty calls with a harkening

No one can ignore.

I thought I saw something

In a dream or nightmare

A fire breathing dragon

And I held back in fear

Waiting on you with your

Arm and might to save me

So now I am not afraid

My senses gather like soldiers

And Fierceness of what may

What might

Knowing you are there for me

I am so glad, so very glad to see
When Day Breaks
Your lovely face staring out at me.

When Day Breaks

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