I am the Rising.
I've barely lightened the sky.
Most don't notice me at first
for they have not heard me cry.

But cry I do
at my Dawn.
Many are in awe of my beauty
but some just yawn.

During my Morning
I begin to awake.
I add light to the world
even through the mistakes I make.

At my Noon
I hit my peak.
Others have tried to cover my light
but I will never admit defeat.

In my Evening, 
I can not rest.
I now shine for others
and must take on every test.

I can rest now, 
as I enter my Twilight.
I've begun my Setting
but others around me shine bright.

I am the Night.
My light is gone.
But please, don't cry.
For I have brought forth another's Dawn.