Good Morning

ByMutindi

Good morning!

It’s a new day!

Is it?

Look out the window and throw an eye to the sky

What does it say today?

Does it hold the promise of your hopes of the day?

Does it veil its intentions in a misty way?

Good morning!

It’s a new day!

Yoooo! Hey hey?

Can you see me way up here?

Throw your ear if not your eye?

I’m in the song riding on the breeze

A shuffle here, perhaps even a wheeze

Throw your ear and hear the song on my sleeve

Hello yellow!

No Gold! Copper! Alas its blue

Or is it magenta?

What colour even is that?

Maybe just close your eyes

Let your skin rise to the mild morning warmth

The promise of so much ahead

Or maybe not much

It’s another day though,

There’s got to be magic in that!

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