New world the morning

Looking back, I shudder,

start to sweat,

but then I feel a happiness

pulse through my being

and the tears of old

roll away into the healing future,

as I realise the great help

the world and mankind need

and move beyond the self pity

and pain into helping create

a brave new world for us all.

 

An optimistic poem to celebrate my 59th birthday, and thanks to Roger Whittaker for the title. I love this song!

 

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