Evening Primrose

SUNRISE!

                  ...morning

I’ve survived another night.

i am ALIVE

I love the dark, but the sun makes me thrive.

an Evening Primrose bathed in Morning Glory.                             

                                             Here begins another chapter in my Story.

It can be read by Daylight so easily,                                                                  

                                    but the Glow of a candle at the Waning of Dusk is more for me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the thoughts in this poem. Hard for me to read in the light of day. Too much to see and do.
"It can be read by Daylight so easily,
but the Glow of a candle at the Waning of Dusk is more for me."
Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote