Sunrise through window
Photo by mattbuck on Wikimedia Commons

I greet the dawn in peace
during the hours when most are sleep
becoming intimate with the beauty on the rise
and breathing in the serenity and acceptance of life
taking in the moment
not allowing the dawn to pass me by
unwilling to answer if someone were to call
because dawns aren’t forever in a day
they don’t last, they don’t stall
no matter how the rest of the day grows
whether it rains, whether it blows, or whether it snows
I’ll greet the dawn every time
right here in my prison window.

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Christopher Reece

Christopher Reece is a writer incarcerated in Michigan. He has been in prison since he was 20 years old.