I am the herald of the morning. <br /> <br />It was I who kissed your brow; <br /> <br />I saw the shadow of the night <br /> <br />Steal away to make room for me <br /> <br />With the waning moon on its back <br /> <br />And carrying a bagful of dreams- <br /> <br />Unfinished, to be returned tonight. <br /> <br /> <br />Fly with me now up into the sky <br /> <br />To daub it with the streaks of dawn <br /> <br />Borrowed from the sun that's rising.<br /><br />Matt Mooney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-kiss-6/
