Sunrise, I stand alone with my blue ocean
The land beyond
I am King of all I survey, at least for another hour
Before the human ants
come crawling out of the woodwork.
I enjoy this hour, I bathe in it
It will sustain me through the day.
Those sullen voices, grumpy faces
It rolls off my back,
I have become a duck for the day.
To hold back the nightmares
I will watch the sun set
Bathe in the peace of it at the end of my day
Armour against the night terrors
I shall sleep peacefully,
knowing all is well with the world…
© Anita Dawes 2021
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