Daybreak to Heartbreak

We can not see

as dawn breaks

or witness our sunrise.

Our eyes

are cloudy

As we break

into sunlight.

To grow from innocence,

we travel

a beaten path.

Searching,

for the brass ring.

Our eyes now see

and want

acting as if

we own tomorrow.

Yet from the beginning

yet never spoken,

our sunset is planned.

Our sunset is on the horizon.

Memories,

sweep tears into

the eyes of those who look on

observing

our exit

to hibernation.

And when someone’s sun sets

Memories,

sweep tears into

the eyes of those who look on

observing

our exit

to hibernation.

And fragile

like china

we all face our

Daybreak or Heartbreak

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