So bright, the rising of the morning sun.
I wake and see the beauty through new eyes,
And glad to find another day begun.
I think of ways to live before it dies.
Remember all the world has yet to give:
A storm with endless possibilities,
To strive to focus on the positive.
And never on my disabilities.
For now, this day is coming to a close.
The stars come out and show their majesty.
The sky unfolds and blossoms like a rose.
All legends seen on this great tapestry.
I dream of morning and the rising sun,
And all the things that I have never done.