Looking at the Sun
Hi my people it is Thursday another day to make it right, so start your day with this little poem I titled Looking at the Sun.
Golden light, a gentle spear, Breaks the night and dispels all fear. Sun peeks high, a brand new day, Chasing shadows far away.
The world stirs, a sleepy hum, As the earth starts to come alive with purpose, hope, and dream, Basking in this morning’s gleam.
Birdsong fills the warming air, A symphony, both sweet and rare. Palm trees sway in the soft breeze, Rustling whispers through the leaves.
Thursday dawns, with an open mind and heart, a chance to start. Let the sunshine guide your way, Embrace the promise of the day.
Have a great day and believe in yourself, you get it and you can do it. God is not done yet.
Much love to you all ❤️❤️❤️🥰
