People in the Morning
Watching people in the morning
Always makes me wonder,
Will their days be sunshine-kissed
Or thwacked with hail or thunder?
Sometimes faces might reveal
A look of such frustration
You know their day’s first hours
Have been filled with aggravation.
Yet others wear a glowing smile,
Their confidence so striking
That anyone observing may feel
Their own self-doubt spiking.
Of course, the day may then unfold
In ways we can’t envision,
Resulting in an unexpected
‘Fore and aft collision.
The early hours, though, provide
A glimpse of the beginning
Of the time stretched out before us,
As our world is slowly spinning.
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