"Make it a good one" a morning sonnet (New)

Morning arises, seen through

Eyes still blurred with sleep,
Trees set afire as the sun
Over the horizon peeps.
 
Let this be a new beginning,
As all mornings are.
Walking through our life,
Spirits soaring, joy flinging.

Inside may be in turmoil, but
We know this is but a season.
So realize it is naught but a thought,
And walk forward with determined reason.

Our lives are what we make of them, so
Why not make it a good one?

"Make it a Good One"

^{A Sonnet
by}
Jerry E Smith
©10/02/2022
^{Both images taken this morning
Through my Wyze Cam Pan
In the back yard}