A New Day Poem by Billy Loving

Darkness turns to light
Ending of the night
A sound, the silence it does break
As I begin to wake
Is it September or November
Sometimes it's hard to remember
From 33 to 38
I wonder what's the wait
Years come and go
Where it ends, I don't know
Covers, I throw off
I hit the floor so soft
Dawning of a new day
As I kneel to pray
To the porch I go
Looking at the yard below
I look to the sky above
A scene I've learned to love
Warmth of a sunbeam
As I stand there and daydream
The possibilities a new day brings
As a bird playfully sings
It's challenges prepared to meet
It's opportunities I will greet
Just another day
To be molded like piece of clay