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