Each New Day Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Early morning mist is rising,
Mountain top looks clear and bright,
Life is full of many surprises,
I see a heron,
In full flight,
Off he goes on his adventures,
Over rivers far and wide.
Many places he will venture,
Seeks out fish,
Then makes his dive.
That's his way,
For that is nature,
The ways of life,
Will always be,
Everyday holds new surprises,
There for you,
And there for me.

Jayne Louise Davies