The misty dawn comes now
It’s an awe inspiring sight
Golden sun leaps over the hills
Filling the world with light.
Rainbows bloom within the mists
As they burn away.
They sizzle and fizzle and fade with a hiss
As dew drops fall, nights last kiss.
Morning Comes
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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