The poem

I have written quite a number of poems on different prompts. This one is not one of them.

I see out of the open door

The dawn is just breaking

Birds are singing their good morning song

There is a light breeze stirring

It’s going to be a good day

I can say so, because I will try to make it so

Life begins anew, every morning

We can begin to change ourselves

Each day is an opportunity to follow what our heart desires

Let’s not stagnate and stall

Take the challenge it’s throwing

Be in charge and live, live not exist, not survive

But live


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