I rise with the sun, ready to face the morning

I greet each day with a determination bred by a fierce desire for new.

New ideas,

New thoughts,

New people,

New goals.

With each morning the sun will rise and dawn will break.

Birds sing for joy because they too feel the ache:

That aching desire for new life,

A life unhindered by past strife.

Though I love the night, the morning brings light,

A light that pierces through darkness and restores my heart.

My soul basks in the morning rays

And so I say, Hello Sunshine,

I am ready to make my mark.