A New Day

Rousing from a peaceful slumber,

To check the calendar for the day's number.

Readying for the day's adventure,

I step outside into nature's splendor.

Rolling hills and crisp flowing creeks,

Music flows from tree to tree,

Filling me with absolute glee.

The morning dew smells like sweet perfume,

Brought by the breeze that rustles the grass at my feet.

The time is near to head into a day unclear,

But when the day is done

I can look forward to tomorrow's morning sun.