Dawn - Copyright (C) 6/17/08 by Dan Sharpe.
Her light, the dawn of a waning artic day,
here for too short a time, only to fade away.
Her promise, potential, conviction,
took second place to her addiction.
Her warmth, stollen, by arctic snow,
we, reluctantly, watched her go.
Fallen angel, broken dreams,
lost to us all, it seems.
New day, new dawn,
life, carries on.