A poem a day

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

9. Day rising


She wiped dew drops from her lips
rose from the grass of sleep
and stretched till the greyness split
to free the dawn

some night remained in little eyes
small bodies walked in sleep
brushing teeth
yet the water never touched their dreams
©Reena Prasad

 

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