Sunrise

There's something so majestic about the sun peaking through the clouds, Making you barely aware of the beauty of a new day. At sunrise when you wake up That first glance you don't even notice Because you're too busy examining the faces passing by Or listening to the songs of the birds sung high Your hands are cold, your legs shaking from the cool wind blowing in the air Putting two and two together, you Realize that it truly is a glorious day. Don't let it go to waste