The dawn breaks the night sky
Awakening the birds to sing their songs
I rock in the creaky brown chair
In my arms my miracle sighs
I ponder in my sleepy fog my past
Regrets and guilt of memories flood in
Reliving the pain like it was yesterday
Despite personal growth and amends I ache
My baby stirs and grabs on tighter
With her breath on my neck brings me back to the present
The sun peeks out from the blinds to say morning
Slowly my shoulders lift as my heart lightens
A new day, a new start to make this life right.
Danielle Christopher 
Sometimes poetry is simply the best way to express oneself. No need for explanation just feelings and images. Lovely.
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