I see days grow long at night.
Each morning passes quickly.
As the afternoon grows older,
I am grateful for the changing seasons.
Before today they were merely inconveniences.
Now I look forward to their every surprise.
My mind wanders through life.
I am a friend of love and hope.
Today I welcome every day’s changes.
Today I don’t need to complain.
W. Wayne B.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.