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‘Dawn in San Antonio’




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Rainy Days and Starry Nights
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I wrote this poem one morning just before dawn -- when we lived on Donaldson Avenue in Jefferson Village in San Antonio. It was in the summer of 2006. I relished this time early in the morning before Eddie and Julie woke up. I loved the sounds of the city waking up.



“Dawn in San Antonio -- 5:00 AM”

As the night goes from dark to dawn the velvet darkness fades

The sky is hidden and soon the light will shine from the east

I sit here in the dark on my deck in warm San Antonio as the

Faint silvery tinkle of wind chimes next door is pleasant and

A breeze begins to stir the air. It is warm this morning

Another day of hot winds and heat scorching pavements

I hear one bird beginning to chirp and soon they’ll all be awake

And be clamoring around the bird feeders looking for food

I hear a city bus go down the street and I know it is time

For working people to be awake and start the day

I hear a lonesome dove somewhere. Where are his friends?

They are usually so many loudly cooing and calling to each other

The air feels warm and clammy and the humidity of this

Old city is something I am not used to yet since I have been back

I sit here in the heart of San Antonio and think about it

Sprawling out from the center where the Alamo sits like a regal

Old lady watching her family move about and start the day

The sparkling new buildings in the suburbs reaching out to

The north into the Hill Country, and the low rolling hills

Of the southern parts of the county try to make the city look

New and prosperous but it is still an old city with history

Of wars and violence and killings and saloons and drinking and

Prostitution but also romance, love and hope, fiestas, large

Family gatherings with enchiladas, beans and rice and singing

And the promise of a future better than the old times

This morning it seems like a sleepy old man not yet

Ready to wake up and venture out to life in the city

As I sit here in the semi darkness, I see the light coming

In the east, and now I can see to write in this journal

The warm darkness is beginning to fade to light

And I am praying the light will give me hope for this day

I sort of hate to leave this warm darkness that envelops me

Like a blanket and a slight breeze begins to cool my face

And I hear the rustling of the leaves in the huge pecan tree

Above me, and I know that God is here giving me a promise

Of a lovely day for me to remember in Old San Antonio

Lois Zook Wauson is the oldest of eight children who grew up on a farm in Wilson County in the mid-20th century. After many years living in other parts of Texas, she now lives and writes in Floresville. Her two books are available from the Wilson County News office. Email her at loiswauson@yahoo.com.
 

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