to herald the start of a brand new day.
Blessed with the sunshine
smiling face begin to appear
as every waking face lights a smile
as it is warmed by the sun.
That beacon in the sky
that brings with it a revelry of light
and fondest hopes
as the new day begins.
Filling our lives with joy
that all our dreams
large and small will come true.
21 May 2015
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