This Glorious New Day


This Glorious New Day

Trees, street lamp, bracken
filled the space across the road
till Sunday’s flash winds whipped them up
and threw them down like violated rag dolls….
Now rising sunlight sears through windows,
bakes red roof tiles, warms wildly piqued wasps
and I notice – my heart is thankful
for I have this glorious new day.


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