19 August 2006

saturday early in the grey light

in summer when we have soft rain
or a light mist just before dawn
or hear the roaring of a distant train
or see the dewdrops shining on the lawn

we want that precious moment to remain
before the veil of perfection is torn
we feel we need but little to attain
the hope we've carried since the day we're born

that all of life will lie before us plain
new-rinsed and shiny never overworn
that happiness will become the main
reason for action never that we're shorn

of pride or hope by hearing the refrain
that says that we end lonely and forlorn
but knowing that we're able to maintain
the joy that comes at the first peep of morn

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