hamid kareem - Morning

the blanket of night
as been removed
as the early gleam of rays
like the haze on the mountains of switzerland
pass not too gently by my eyes
snatching my sleep
as the chiming bell continously rang
and the cocks crows
wake the last of sleepers
the gentle wind whisperto me
' the morning has come again'

hamid kareem

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-17/