Another Day Poem by Hamilton Macrae

Another day.
To stretch and breathe this air.
To see my limbs move.
To walk upon this earth again.

Another day.
To reach out and touch my kids.
To see them smiling back at me.
To hear their voices loud and clear.

Another day.
To look up and see the sky.
To feel the cold.
To watch the trees move in the wind.

Another chance.
To get it right this time.
To say the things I truly feel.
To be who I really want to be.

Another chance.
To heal the pain.
To start again.
To love.

Thanks for another day.