All is still and silent now <br />The world is at peace with man <br />The terrors of day are quiet now <br />Peace reigns throughout the land <br /> <br />Thin shades of night come creeping <br />slowly over the earth <br />Now in awesome stillness Earth lies <br />Like a woman awaiting the moment of birth <br />Remembering now, in fleeting moments last <br />too soon forgotten lessons <br />of a day almost past <br /> <br />If it were possible she’d sigh <br />‘Perhaps ‘tis best this way’ <br />Dark battles for one last moment <br />... then the birth of a new day! <br /> <br />Mary Havran <br /> <br />(Written when poet was ten years old) <br /> <br />A note to the reader: I have recently spent some time revisiting my earliest poetic efforts and upon <br />Reflection have decided to post some on this sit. Poems whose titles are prefixed with the designation “zPt” are poems written during my preteen years. I hope you find them interesting.<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zpt-1-birth-of-a-new-day/
