Looking forward to the morning light.
By M.R (A.K.A Clueuin)
First day for the rest of my life.
Looking forward to the morning light.
First step was the hardest part.
Looking forward to the morning light.
First time in a long while that I've look
forward to a new day dawning.
First time I've understood Sting's song;
'Brand New Day".
First time I go to bed looking forward to
tomorrow and not think; 'why I'm I still
here.?'
Looking forward to the morning light,
stretching and yawning with a smile on
my face. The world is a wonderful place.
I hope it lasts, I hope it lasts.
Looking forward to the morning light.
(Wrote this because I think I've finally
triumph over the red tape over at a certain
place I can't name because I don't need people
judging me right now. But I hope this poem inspires
someone who's had too many bad days. C.U.I)
