Each Day Is New

A poem

Photo by Ivana Cajina on Unsplash

Each waking, I greet a new day
I may have plans but surprises come my way

The kindness of strangers makes me glad
For who are lonely I feel sad

In my garden, spring flowers are in shoot
I celebrate that 
soon I won’t wear my boots

Each day there are seconds of more light
In two day there will be two minutes less of night

From this season of slumber and decay
New beginnings will come every day

Each day is new and brings it’s joys
Sometimes tears but that is how we appreciate joy

I have new friends as well as long ones
I treasure each like the warmth of the sun

Published in LifelineI


By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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