A New Day

A New Day short poem

Photo by Natalia Medd

Did you see the sun this morning
As it slowly woke up the sleepy sky?

Did you hear the birds sweet serenade
As they quickly flutter by?

Did you feel the cool kisses of the breeze
On it’s was to play with the leaves?

Did you smell the pretty petals’ perfume
They put on for the bees?

Did you taste all the fresh possibilities
As you sip on a new day?

Did you notice anything at all
As you woke today?

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