New Day

I wake up
Still groggy from a summer's dream
In time I come to focus
On whatever the new day brings
And though the dreams were wonderful
I know a new day must begin
With working out, writing, and daily chores
And talking with my friends
And then the kids come home
I handle them with care
I laugh at all their funny jokes
And wonder how we all got here
Here in this place of joy and bliss
A happy home filled with love
I suppose it was God's way of showing
That he's still with us-though up above

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