# Time of Day

Author: Xiuh
Tags: Clean, Poetry

#4 of Poetry

Another poem. Been writing a lot of these lately.

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**For the Time of Day**

For the Time of Day

I shall give,

This heart of mine,

Or part of this soul inside.

 

To know that the sun

Has yet to rise,

Fills me with anguish

And desire for the gloriously warm rays,

that grant us our lives.

 

To see or to be,

The sun is the key,

To this incomplete life of ours.

 

To know the time of day,

To know that the sun will rise soon,

Is the most glorious thing to have.

 

Anything for the time,

that signals the end of the dark,

that beckons for the beauty,

of light, so very divine.

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