My Song

While I was sleeping, The stars went into hiding, And clouds have covered my song. Yes, the dark night has been awfully long, And as anticipation plagues me, it's been even longer. If I survive the darkness and whatever else plagues me, It will only defeat my fears and make me much stronger. With each new morning comes a new and bright beginning; One that is filled with beauty that's beyond amazing; One that is one day closer to my hopes and dreams; One that often flows like cool and gentle streams. On each new morning, I awake and board the wings of the wind, Doing new things and going to new places I've never been. The Sun breaks forth, and the clouds roll on, releasing my song.