Poem about hope at the start of the day
Morning dawns, new beginning
Hope is strong, children singing.
Days on go, this numbers 6th,
My emotions of a mix.
Deeds to do, I’m running strong
In early hours, day seems long.
Plod the course, day will follow.
Not yet think of tomorrow.
Day is passing, now past noon.
Still busy, won’t be done soon.
Still have errands need to run
Maybe hours before I’m done.
End of day, I am tired
All day long, I was wired.
More to do, need more innings.
‘Morrow starts, new beginnings.
– – June Nash