PAD Challenge Day 7: Two-for-Tuesday: Daybreak and Nightfall

PAD Challenge Day 7: Two-for-Tuesday prompt, write a dawn and/or dusk poem.

Daybreak

Before the daybreak,

I lay vertical to the heart of dawn

outside my window where I

listen to the spring songs of

American Robins, Carolina Wrens

and Sparrows.

My eyes rest while I

stretch my imagination to wonder,

how the sun feels about

rising and warming up to this new day?

Is it tired from shining the day before?

Will it humbly share its light some more?

Does it have enough charisma and energy

to scatter, trace the shadows and figures

of trinkets, nature and people?

Is it confident enough to

create and star in Earth's drama series?

Will it be positively happy

without any guilt or shame

about it's natural brilliance?

Or will it lay low,

hideout patiently until Earth

comes back around again?

Nightfall

After the sun call it a night,

I wonder how the moon feels

about his orb stepping out of the

limelight of the sun onto the

stage of nightfall;

Sometimes at times,

solo or leading a band

of star constellations-

Is he afraid to be

in a crowd of clouds?

Perhap self conscious

about his lifestyle phases?

Maybe bashfully grey for

looking so dusty and gray

After being canary often,

temporarily bloody or 

burnt orange

every once in awhile.

💜 D'ElegantOne