A silent dawn; I could not sleep

so watched the light grow on the trees

The sky was pale; the trees were still

all watching pale light sky to fill

All waiting there and motionless

Did they know something I just guess?

The trees stood tall and did not stir

nor ask where absent colours were

But waited as they always do

until they gold against the blue.

And I sit by my fireplace

and wait for someday sun on face