Waiting for daylight

Another beautiful morning in my town here.

Sometimes waiting for daylight,
means hiding in the darkness
until it transforms into light.
You watch the shadows vanish
from the dark and twisty places,
the sun kisses your face.
It hits you and warmth is evident
fears are stilled, time moves on,
and yet it stops.
Today is a waiting for daylight day.
I'm in the darkness, waiting.
Waiting for daylight.
Soon the sun will hit my face.
Soon the night will be over.
Fears still, strivings cease.
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