Color Of A Sunrise Poem by Jay Aguiniga

Color Of A Sunrise



This morning driving to work I witnessed a beautiful predawn sunrise.

My mind started to ponder.....
Each of us has been given a gift full of opportunities, blessed with freewill.
With the will, one can make any dream come true
like the colors in the predawn sunrise, life is the canvas and we are the artists painting our lives full of glorious colors, the pages one writes reaches out to the heavens.
It's took me half of my life to figure this out.
Now I may not reach every dream or seize every opportunity in my life,
but it's refreshing to know, it's all up to me.....

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Jay Aguiniga

Jay Aguiniga

Scottsbluff Nebraska
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