THE WORLD IS NEW
Original Poetry
by Anne G
The world is new, the day reborn;
inception, birth, a genesis.
Sunrise in the east appears;
a golden orb all shiny new.
The morning smiles and I smile back;
the gift of life to be unwrapped.
Awakened, every single cell;
synapses of a hungry brain.
All troubles that weigh on my heart,
are melted by a radiant sun.
Excitement for what may unfold;
the possibilities untold.
A fresh new start, to be, to do;
another chance to live life full.
The hours, minutes quickly pass;
each and every second count.
Seize the day,
the world is new.
JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write? I write because I am: Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live. Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference. My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
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