Silver Dawn

By Makenna Adams

The morning chill

As the Moon dips

Behind the hill

Creates a silver dawn

The air: crisp and cool

And the light gentle

In this silver dawn

Where the world is calm

Few are out

The world is waking


In this silver dawn

Trees rustle



Guided by the silver dawn

When night fades to morning 

And time stills for a moment

Shrouded in an air of mystery

That is the silver dawn