A new day, another
just like all the rest
except that as I lay my eyes upon it
I can see the sunrise with clouds just so,
hues that never quite existed before,
and I breathe a breeze
as new as the skin in which I stand,
although it still feels just like it always has
as far back as I can remember.
Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 8:54 PM UTC
A new day, another
just like all the rest
except that as I lay my eyes upon it
I can see the sunrise with clouds just so,
hues that never quite existed before,
and I breathe a breeze
as new as the skin in which I stand,
although it still feels just like it always has
as far back as I can remember.
