Embracing a New Attitude
On this bright Sunday morning, the first of February
My thoughts return to the subject of love --
I hope these positive thoughts are not temporary.
For constantly thinking about love can bury
Thoughts of vengeance, hate, push and shove,
On this bright Sunday morning, the first of February.
My mood is uplifted by focusing on an itinerary
For a man whose mind is ruled from above,
I hope these positive thoughts are not temporary.
I have moved beyond the pessimism of January
Buzzards, vultures -- no, only the pure white dove
On this bright Sunday morning, the first of February.
For hopefulness and optimism, I’ll be a missionary
Thinking, speaking, and writing of things thereof
I hope these positive thoughts are not temporary!
I’ll work for compromises, lest I’m labelled contrary
Thinking of others, mindful, and eschewing self-love
I hope these positive thoughts are not temporary,
On this bright Sunday morning, the first of February.
written February 6, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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