Poetry

A Good Morning (#1107)

I had one of those mornings but not sure how,
The kind where you wake up and go “wow,”
The kind where for briefly all in the world is right,
The kind where you slept well through the night,
The kind where your very being is filled with peace,
The kind where all obstacles seem to cease,
The kind where you just happily sigh,
The kind where life doesn’t seem to be awry,
The kind where you feel you’re not hanging by a rope,
The kind where you’re filled with courage and hope,
I really wish these kinds of mornings weren’t so rare,
But I felt it was something I wanted to share.

Any Thoughts?

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