Morning’s Sweet Embrace

I sit by the window with tea in hand,

As the sun’s first glimpse pokes through.

A sigh of relief escapes my lips,

The blackness slowly fading.

Nighttime was a long-worn battle,

Fought with patience and hope.

The dark sky teasing terrors,

As one tries to rest and recover.

Shades of black and ink are pierced,

By flickering bolts of gold.

The night struggles against its fate,

But must surrender to a new day.

Now, the morning light greets us,

With rays of warmth and hope.

The light offers a loving embrace,

And the darkness fades away.

Rae Greenwood is a teacher and writer from California. Some of her work appears or forthcoming in Blue Villa, As Surely As the Sun, miniMAG, The Amazine, and elsewhere.  She is the author of two poetry chapbooks.  raegreenwood.blogspot.com