Poetry: Morning

Morning
By D. Anthony




From my unknowing slumber, I awake to find a new day
And for the split second it takes to accumulate my wits
I subconsciously pause to ponder, to reflect
On Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow ... on myself

Shall I focus on ...
The sorrow that found me and ruined my yesterday
Or the fact that I got through it, challenged yet okay

Shall I focus on ...
The aches that more and more often come my way
Or the wisdom of years that grows stronger everyday

Shall I focus on ...
Relationships lost, missed loved ones taken away
Or friends and family here now loving me each day

Shall I focus on ...
The lost manners, the lack of courtesy people display
Or the smiles derived from the Thank You's that I say

Shall I focus on ...
The stress, the difficulties that seem to come my way
Or the amazing power I possess to make an impact today

A second later a familiar realization lights the way
Yesterday is no longer mine to contemplate
And Tomorrow never was
All I really have is Today and Myself
I stretch, smile, and decide to open my eyes
I will not waste another second of this gift ... My New Day


* Excerpt from the motivational and inspirational book, The Nurse in the Delivery Room Slapped Me... Once *

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