A New Day
Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 3:30 pm
A New Day
Leonie Parker © 2012
How I wish it would stop raining, grey and gloomy skies are draining,
and it’s been too long since I have seen a bright sun overhead.
Every morning it is foggy and the ground is damp and soggy
and it’s getting so depressing I don’t want to leave my bed.
But the bedside clock is ringing and outside I hear birds singing
and I think I see a little ray of sunshine through the gloom,
so I’m throwing off my cover, greeting morning like a lover
whose been starved of all affection far too long for hope to bloom.
And the morning sky is pallid but a spark of hope is valid
for a watery but lucent glow is lightening the grey,
and the air is softly warming while a patch of blue is forming
on the pink tinged womb like ceiling of the birth of a new day.
Leonie Parker © 2012
How I wish it would stop raining, grey and gloomy skies are draining,
and it’s been too long since I have seen a bright sun overhead.
Every morning it is foggy and the ground is damp and soggy
and it’s getting so depressing I don’t want to leave my bed.
But the bedside clock is ringing and outside I hear birds singing
and I think I see a little ray of sunshine through the gloom,
so I’m throwing off my cover, greeting morning like a lover
whose been starved of all affection far too long for hope to bloom.
And the morning sky is pallid but a spark of hope is valid
for a watery but lucent glow is lightening the grey,
and the air is softly warming while a patch of blue is forming
on the pink tinged womb like ceiling of the birth of a new day.
