A day wakes up…sleepy- eyed
It’s vision blurred by yesterday’s woes
Heavy- hearted it shakes loose
of its bindings
determined to make the most of itself
It calls out to cerulean blue
and sings the name of sunny sky
These things it must do…without fear
before night approaches
and it fades out

©Vivian Zems 

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