New Day

Opening the windows to my soul,
welcoming the dawn of a new day.

Gentle breeze on golden leaves
cast shadows as they play
to the chorus in the trees
serenade me where I lay.

To hold this moment for awhile,
in my mind I will replay

Angie Fox




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