My Day! Poem by Christina Simmons

Whilst I sit here in the park - daydreaming
Reminiscence of past events - waiting for the day
to come soon; when will the day come too

As the world is no longer dull and gloomy
Dark clouds are no where insight
All fears have floated away - can't help feeling
Bad smell lingering in the air

Bright is the day still soldiering on, where is the knight?
Curiously asked; sat on the bunch resting my deary - weary joints
Watching the trees the perfect view - wished I had a telescope
to see far away distant land - people I yearn for

Sowed seeds for five thousand years it seems but still
waiting for the day to come too! Followed the stars....Moon
Eyes on the heavens too - Prizewinner! The horizons come into
play: Day and night hoping to catch images of my knight

Indeed colours before me are: yellow....blue....green and
lovely brown too....Tell me when will the day come too




















6/6/98
Sylvestina Simmons.