A New Day

I awoke quickly nearing dawn I jumped from bed to hurry on I watched as sunstrokes soon were gone leaving rosed paintings they had drawn. On new day's path , I ran with glee each moment a new mystery breeze in my hair made me feel free a Zepher perhaps I shall be Akin to wind, I'll fly so far and mingle with the morning star I'll catch some sunbeams in a jar to spill at dusk where shadows are I need to gather the last light before the day turns into night