Meeting with the New Day

A poem

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In my room of sleep I lie

Wrapped in blankets warm and soft

Dreaming of the stars and sky

Till the sunshine comes to me

Through the window

as a cute friend of the new day.

I open up my eyes and see

The light of new day shining bright

A gentle breeze caresses me

And fills my heart with fresh delight

I stretch and yawn and smile wide

Ready to embrace the day

With gratitude I step outside

And greet the world in my own way.

Igor Marynowski: poetry and illustration created with help of artificial  intelligence 

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