Bright hues of orange and yellow,
A new day has finally come.
Lifting my head up from the pillow,
Of what will this new day become?
Birds outside are joyfully singing,
The alarm is but a constant ringing.
Sounds of little feet running towards my door,
Wake up, wake up, the sun is up!
In the kitchen coffee is brewing,
My husband pours my morning cup.
The grass outside sparkles of morning dew,
I get out of bed feeling fresh and anew.
Thankful for another day,
Lord, help me to make a difference,
For this is what I pray.
Copyright © 2019 Angela J. Stout.
This Is My Story 