This isn’t mine but I wanted to post it. I was going through my journal and forgot that I had written this poem in it… not sure how long ago… but it speaks volumes. Enjoy… you will never look at 6 A.M. the same again.
Don’t cry because he told you,
That his love has slipped away
Because I once knew a boy
Who watched the sun rise every day.
One morning I sat with him,
Wrapped entirely in my AWE,
But he said he’d viewed so many,
6 A.M. was all he saw.
And your a brilliant sunrise,
With your darkness breaking light,
But I know he’s forgotten,
Life without you is just Night.
He cannot see your beauty,
Since he’s taken it for granted,
But that doesn’t mean its failed,
To leave the rest of us enchanted.
You deserve the love of someone,
Who’ll watch you rise over again,
And may they never come to see you,
As another Six A.M.