Waking To a New Dawn
In the meadow, I sing so loud
I heart well to do the same in the sunny valley
Night freezes on my resting soul as do cloud
Morning pisses on my hasting arms like bees honey
Faith sets my legs on the rail of challenges
Hoping would have been helpful
But hustling isn't a sponge
Yet through contention, each day becomes beautiful
Come sun, come chance even in the rain
Makes room for my reign, not only for the gain
Thanks to you o God almighty my father
For keeping me strong in every weather
© 2020
® Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá
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