A Simple Beauty
Morning-
i breath in the air
of a brand new day.
The clouds recede,
as the sun brings warmth to the awaiting world.
The flowers- some withered, some blooming
make up the ground outside my window.
I smile.
Daybreak-
I sit in a classroom where a window
displays where my heart wishes to be.
My thoughts go towards what i hope for in the future,
things id like to do, dreams id like to fulfill.
I smile.
Evening-
I lay on my bed,
inscribing my thoughts of the day,
hoping for an equally beautiful day tomorrow.
I smile.
Night-
The sun sleepily melts back into the horizon,
the air grows cool and the stars twinkle against a blanket of darkness.
I turn on the radio and breath a sigh a contentment.
What could be better than this?
My head on my pillow, a prayer in my mind,
I smile.
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There's the secret...contentment. You expressed your poem very well.Although the day starts beautiful, and you wish you were outside of the classroom, the concluding thoughts are positive . At days end the pillow is a wonderful thing! Well done.