Know The Meanign Of Morning - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

mornings are
though routinized
but each morning
is another

it is another promise
of life
another assurance
that no matter what
something with
light and warmth
unfolds before
our eyes

wake up then
to a new morning
feel the new skin
spreading to your

breathe the new air
and fill your lungs with all
of these

reborn, be reborn
there is no use for anything
dead past us.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 20, 2010

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