Another day on the horizon
Good mornin’ one and all
I push away yesterday’s cares
As a memory, without recall.
I gaze thru my eastern window
The Sun is rising there
To cheer and brighten up my day
It’s all I need and I wish to share.
The mornin’ Sun offers promise
Of twenty four, filled with hope
I want to grasp it, hold it tight
As I might, on a slippery slope.
I am not greedy, the Sun is for all
I’m back at my window pane
Looking East, I’m enthralled as
The Sun peeks thru the trees once again.
A light breeze shakes up the trees
As the Sun shines thru the leaves
A pattern’s drawn on the floor
Much like water thru a sieve.
My Eastern window serves me well
And pleasures me no end
I return to it, time after time
Think ~~ write a bit, click on send.
You see, my computer knows my mind.
Copyright © 2011 Charles E. Frost
July 25, 2011