Analysis of Dawn bearing gifts

She'll bring the morning dew,
like tears from dream's fade
She'll begin the milkman's run,
though the paperboy stayed
She'll render the well awaited slate,
cleaned with cool grays
She'll wear the sweet aroma,
of breakfast and bouquets
She'll sound the flick of neon lights,
as coffee shops buzz awake
Caffeine stains on pressed clothes --
listen to dusk's heartbreak!