Rainy, misty mornings are the best ones to lose oneself. We all deserve a break from our fast paced lives and for once just do ‘nothing’ for a change. Try it! It does feel good…
Read the poem here!A Brighter Sun!
The glistening dew of the morn
The nest of the dove long forlorn
Point that a new day is born.
In the woods, gaily dances the fawn
The owl slumbers with the break of dawn
The storm of last night is finally gone.
The wreckage of the storm last night
Has turned the valley to a mournful sight
But the sun today is shining bright.
The shadow in the vale fading away
As the sun rises bright and gay
Marks the arrival of this new day.
So, let the Past pass behind
Fill some hope in your troubled mind
A brighter sun- each day will find.