Edge Of A New Horizon Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living for that first sound of rhythm, each and every
morning, giving my being an excitement for a new day.

Looking forward to whatever may come into life, antici-
pating and appreciating whatever it may be.

Loving the enlightenment and enjoyment of everything
that comes into this bright and new morning.

Seeing avenues that were not here yesterday, opening
up and inviting.

A beautiful way to live life on the edge of a new horizon,
waiting for things to become so I can write of them.