A New Day Poem by Robert Eckstein
A New Day
If in the morning
My blue-eyed oatmeal
Winks at me,
Or tries to shy away
Because the spoon's too cold,
Or if I have to chase my shoes
Across the floor,
And thump them well
Before I can put them on,
Or the boulder by my driveway
Tells me that I'm looking good,
And the flowers by my driveway
Nod their yellow heads as I pass by,
I know I only need to wait a bit
Before a miracle occurs.
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