What’s your #1 priority tomorrow?

The sun peeks over the horizon’s crest,
A whispered promise, a day freshly blessed.
The sky blushes soft with morning’s first light,
And I breathe in the gift of a world washed bright.

The weight of yesterday fades like a dream,
As today flows in with a gentle stream.
The air is alive with the quiet of dawn,
A canvas unmarked, a path yet drawn.

Grateful am I for this moment of grace,
For the chance to begin, to find my pace.
Each breath I take, a reminder anew,
That life is a gift, and I must pursue.

I rise with the sun, my heart open wide,
For each day’s a treasure, with hope as my guide.
The trials may come, but still, I stand tall,
Thankful for this day, this chance to give all.