The Bright morning sun shines before me,
It's a pleasant change that's for sure,
There's so much to do in the garden,
The postman's a knocking on my door.
Time for a brew and a bite to eat,
Then face up to a brand new day,
What happenings will I encounter?
As I start along my way.
I wonder if, it'll be a good day?
Or maybe disastrous?
Hope not!
Fate hides around every corner,
Who knows?
Let's face it,
And give it a shot.
Jayne Louise Davies
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We must write delightfully... that the essential trait of a poet. This poem is fee, frank and unbiased...liked it...5 stars