New Day

I open my eyes to the rays
of the coming sunrise
closing the door of days
and weeks of disguise

I don the radiant cloak of hope
as I try to move on
trying my best to cope
with wrongs to atone

I look forward for the morrow
with might and soul renewed
chasing dreams to follow
faithfully pursued

I may walk on stony paths
and high mountains to climb
solving riddles like maths
press ahead on time

Still I go for that dream of youth
difficult be it may
trying to live the truth
for this brand new day

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It's a new day!
It’s a new day!

See also: Let It Flow

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