A New Day

In love’s renewing
of each opening dawn,
it does not matter so much
whether this particular one
is dark and gloomy
or a cheery pink
blossoming from the base of the horizon
or the last great sliver of light
before the storm front
reaches from east to west.

What does matter,
and I see this in the best part of my self,
(no matter how seldom others see it)
and that is this:
that each dawn be allowed to be its own one
and be greeted as the granting of grace,
a new day to face life
without the burden of days gone before
and taking no worry from the store
of those to come,

that each day be welcomed
as the day the Lord has made
and shared with us,
to make a good day.

H. Arnett


About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Blair, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-five years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-one grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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2 Responses to A New Day

  1. What a beautiful poem of optimism. Isn’t it so much more peaceful living life as an optimist?

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