Sunday, November 5, 2017

Mornings

The mornings are light. 
Sometimes they’re easy. 
For a moment, my heart feels alright,
And I’m willing to be cheesy. 

       To let my guard down
No longer hide behind a frown 
       To come out from my shadow 
And speak of the things I love 
        To not only know,
        But also believe whats true

Without fear
Without gloom 
Without loss 

The mornings are light,
Not heavy like the night. 
I know the night will come 
But let me sit here, free of tears, with a smiling heart 

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