4 March, 2007

A new day

Jay Smith

a new day
see light
roses red
fresh sight
pouring rain
flower’s delight
rolling thunder
God’s might
misery fades
no longer dazed
numbness gone
erased
thinking clearly
life not a waste
who would’ve thought
I might win this race
falling leaves
I see relief
faith stronger
I will believe
hope comes
spirit grows
love will come
this I know

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