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Quiet Time


Dawn, stillness surrounds,
awaiting the sunrise.
Quietness as dreams fade,
I wake up, chasing sleep away.

Not a sound can be heard,
all in peaceful slumber.
Just the creak of a floorboard,
and the call of an early bird.

I love this hour,
of quiet time cherished,
to savour the stillness of dawn,
to embrace God in prayer.

I marvel at the changes,
from darkness to light.
The trees in shadow to colour,
The sun shines, night is gone.

My quiet time vanishes,
sounds of music, someone else is awake.
A sigh from within,
So fleetingly, quietness vanishes.

Til tomorrow, I await dawn,
eagerly, hopefully.
For my quiet time,
to start my day with God.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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