New Dawn
Love wasted on the years.
Expecting the return without fear.
To be abhorred was last seen.
Taking flight of life's schemes.
Igniting a fire that burns bones.
Nobody knows.
Going and staying no longer sees.
Gilead is now on bended knee.
Only mocked and scorned to be.
The placement of deep agony and woe.
Wanting what never was had.
Wondering day to day the long weary road.
A traveler, a stranger, a far away lad.
Hoping peach and white.
Please don't fear the dreadful night.
A New dawn is there.
By Christy Teas
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