The morning dawns as though my turning forced the sun its rising

Rays settle on the surface of my eyelid…just one,

The other is caught in the demise of its youth

As i dreamt the frights of yesterday i awakened the skys of tomorrow

listening and repeating the faults i dare to revive

Alas

I live to breathe the air of today and make what was…a memory in a foreign land

My inspiration….mistakes

My topic…poetry

My opinion…stated