A Hundred Dawns

She walks the walk
of a hundred dawns
where moonlight fades
and sunlight spawns

She wades the waters
where sorrows dwell
created by heartache
whence teardrops fell

Her dress is mist
covering skin of dew
a ghostly aura
an invisible hue

Beside her strolls
a dream once had
where love ran deep
and none were sad

Smiles and laughter
float across the air
beckoning many
warning lover beware

Ahead is darkness
vast and wide
behind, yesterdays joy
swept out with the tide

Off to one side
hope floats by
followed by faith
whispering none will die

Her fingers brush
the wet warm well
as she remembers when
her own tears fell

She sighs, pulling back
towards horizon bronze
and continues the walk
of a hundred dawns

© Leslie C Dobson

If you liked this poem, you can find additional ones on the poetry page of Leslie’s website.

Published by Leslie Dobson

Leslie has been writing since she was a young child, first with poetry and short stories and later with song lyrics, young adult stories and inspirational sayings. She is a multi-genre author and her blogs and books come when and where the Spirit leads.

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