I'm sitting here pondering on whether or not to water the garden before total darkness decends.. feeling poetic
okay.. here it is.. an evening thought
The garden wins.. gosh.. I need a few lights out here
A new day
The morning dew
A fresh start
Without hurt or anguish
Disguised as hope
Mimicked by joy
One day passes into another
Reborn
A new thought
To cast away the old
To replace one idea with another
And hope you never need return
To understand the complex
To bring order to confusion
A new day
Promises much
A new approach
In recognition of a failed attempt
To wipe the slate clean
Etch out a new path
With a smile you look back
Knowing your journey is..
what it is
A new day
Promises much
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