Topic: "Life at the dawn"

[Emilee]

"Life at the dawn"


Dawn. The sky falls down in me, with pink,dark blue colour and cold, but warm-hearted smell.
I hear the beats of the heart that make the music of the dawn.
Stealing the moments of the dawn-window" keeps me wonder when is that window  going to close.
I know its open in my heart always, and its always dawn.
Because in dawn, all the light and day memories are hidden. Pushed from the day into a dawn, because there are new ones to come every day,
So dawn is that bright day memory window.
Lets try to open it and close it in ourselves.
So that it doesnt step into a big door of forgetness.