Tender was the night

Tender was the night

A little poem I composed before bedtime*. Hope you like it, I haven’t written much poetry.

Tender was the night. 
Gentle was the breeze
That flowed across my skin
And through the quiet trees. 

Tender was my heart,
But ready to be free. 
To take flight like a hawk;
To soar across the sea. 

Tender was the light,
That heralded the dawn. 
Yesterday was sorrow,
But joy comes in the morning.

Tender is the hope,
Welling up inside. 
It starts a timid stream, 
Becomes a mighty tide.

*Last two verses added in the morning.

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