Dawn Song

by Glen Martin Fitch

Oh, don't get up, my love. Come back to bed.
It's cold out side. I’ll warm you if you stay.
Come crawl into my arms, again, instead.

Get back in here, dear. You heard what I said.
Your lover's every wish you should obey.
Oh, don't get up, my love. Come back to bed.

Beneath my chin, love, tuck your sleepy head.
Whatever tasks await, you can delay.
Come crawl into my arms, again, instead.

The clock is wrong. The moon's still overhead.
It's still tonight. It's dark, It's not the day.
Oh, don't get up, my love. Come back to bed.

To lie awake alone fills one with dread.
My heart grows cold. Could you my love betray?
Come crawl into my arms, again, instead.

A kiss and I can face the day ahead.
But later, dear. Right now don't go away.
Oh, don't get up, my love. Come back to bed.
Come crawl into my arms, again, instead.

From: 
8/11




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Glen Fitch is a 16th Century poet lost in the 21st Century. Born near Niagara Falls, educated in the Catskills, thirty years on the Monterey Bay he now lives in Palm Springs. Retail not academics has paid the bills. Someday he will finish Spenser's "The Fairie Queene."


Last updated August 24, 2011