Saturday, September 7, 2019

Dawn

A sliver of sunlight
through the blinds

Gently draws me
out of deep sleep.

It hearkens back
memories of dawn

In Washington Heights,
dawn's arrival so loud

I needed blackout
curtains to mute its rays.

It was a small price to pay
for the stunning scene

I laid eyes on each day;
a slice of city life

I still hold close
to my heart.

09/07/2019

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