Tuesday Morning New, All New! Poem by Louise Tredoux

I remember listening to that song
'Hear my song, of love, to you, it
is a melody, of love that used to be'

But today I feel new, all new, all ready
to embark on a new adventure and
give birth to new ideas, new dreams

'It is a melody of love that still must be...'
and I feel free, free to create and debate
until it gets late and I jump up and say:

Oh beautiful world, I am all new, all new
give me a new story, a new love, fill
the intrigue with new glory - even if

Reality is gory, I'm not sorry for having
been born - I feel the new energy soaring
on this lovely, all new Tuesday morning!