As Daylight Breaks... Poem by Claire Abbott

As daylight breaks and the birds begin to sing,
I sit thinking of my life.
My dreams, my hopes, my prayers,
All taken from me over the years.

As daylight breaks and the sun begins to warm,
I sit crying into my hands.
The hurt, the pain, the shame,
It's here for all to see.

As daylight breaks and my alarm sounds,
I sit breathing in the fresh air.
I'm strong, I'm brave, I'm me again,
I can fight the past.

As daylight breaks and life begins again,
I sit thanking my god,
The good, the bad, the times that I've had,
They are the guidance for the rest of my years.