It dawned on me
late last night
before the dawn
there’s only moonlight
The days may be longer
but in darkness they stand
as hatred and murder
shroud our fair land
Together we’d stand
but divided we’ll fall
without our God
one and all
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Quadrille Monday has dawned at dVerse Poets Pub and Bjorn has given us the word “dawn” to incorporate into our 44-word poems. I won’t have time to read any Quadrille’s today, but you should head over and read what others have to write about the dawn and to read one of my favorite Robert Frost poems that Bjorn has quoted. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.