A New Day Poem by trina ryan

A New Day



As the moon disappears
As the sun rises
The crisp frost on the grass sparkles

The breeze flows through the open window
The sun beams through the glass panes
And the shadow lies over the carpet

The smell of burnt toast fills the air
And the alarm clocks sings
The tune of a blackbird
All the signs of a new day

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