WHAT TO DO WITH A GLORIOUS MORNING - POETRY
The sun streams through my window
the rays softly kiss me awake
promising a glorious day ahead.
I stretch my body out fully taut
and release with an exclamation
as I think on what is to come.
I put my feet to the floor then
stand and walk to the window
to gaze of the blue sky beauty.
How will I embrace this day?
Shall I stay home to enjoy alone
or go to a park and share it?
I dress and go to the kitchen
a bird sings out a good morning
as butter melts on my wheat toast.
I finish and put on my shoes
still indecisive in my destination
but I know that I will be led justly.
