A New Day Each Morning
Awakened
Those days
when the urge is strong
to stay in bed, covering my head under tired pillows,
thinking of new reasons to stay under
none used yesterday or the day prior,
it was a new morn after all
new ideas to be born,
from the same old feeling of stuckness
listening for the sounds of this new day
roosters crowing, early movers moving
on the street to nowhere,
the distant sounds of birds chirping, and lizards shrilling
my dogs yipping as if hearing me stirring,
I groan and sigh loud
expanding lungs
stretching, and feeling
the urge rising in me
to believe that today will lead to a new way
of thinking.
© Ilis Trudie Palmer
One Love
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