A new day
Comments (1) Through the windowpane she sees
Nothing but a foggy mist
Like the tomcat huddling near the gate
Watching the clock she slowly waits
An errant breeze
Shook the tiny leaves
Revealing a playful shadow
Amidst the sparkling dew
Puffy clouds wondering by
Cool winds rustling with a sigh
A piercing birdsong fills the air
A simple harmony sung without a care
Its now ten past seven
A new window opens
Smells of breakfast wafted
And slowly the silence lifted
Its the start of a new day
Keeping her dread at bay
Once again, if she may
Hope for a better day
Emo Sherry
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