A New Day
Morning, a dawn chorus rouses me from my slumber
bird song intensifies with the rising of the sun,
and with its ascension, a world awakens to a new day.
A day filled with promise, hope and newness,
how can I but smile and rise with optimism and dreams,
a world alive with sounds inviting me to enjoy this vision.
My steps light, that of a much younger me-inspired,
dew still lingers, birds still sing, and a sun shines in glory,
time, there is no time to waste, a day is but a day.
But, all too soon, descending notes give rise to dusk,
a moon awaits it's turn, all must end, all must close,
Yet, I am thankful for this day, for tomorrow and all my yesterdays.
Copyright © Julie Achilles | Year Posted 2020
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