From one of my many favorite blogs…

PatriotsNow's Blog

The dawn a new day, peer through a window,
Yesterday’s thoughts, have slipped, now residual,
Hope from horizon, as the sun gently rises,
Not a cloud in the sky, my regret now subsiding,

That place once before, when my lips could not speak,
Not again will deny, want to live, to be free,

Each day opportunity, shall here from be known,
The exception of life, a new day to call home,

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