Loneliest Time of Day

The loneliest time of day for some

Is the hour just before dawn

Before the sun rises, before the shadows are gone

The lonely are loneliest just before dawn


They recall the life of the night before

Following the trail of clothes on the floor

The music of a party over long past

Allowing them to revel in the past


But I feel a wonder at each new day

As the rising sun scatters shadows away

The morning light brings me beauty and light

Chasing away the coldness of last night


No, morning is not lonely for me

For I see a day of adventure waiting for me

With bird songs and street sounds filling the air

Morning is a time best often shared


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