The morning came so soon
Grey light,, before the dawn
Bird calls mingle in my dreams
and sporadic the sounds
of early traffic
This is the way the day starts
This is the way the day starts
not in a bang
but with small beginnings
Portal for Writers and Poets in South Africa
The morning came so soon
Grey light,, before the dawn
Bird calls mingle in my dreams
and sporadic the sounds
of early traffic
This is the way the day starts
This is the way the day starts
not in a bang
but with small beginnings