Turnover a New Leaf

today’s first thoughts (are) 
stale left-overs from yesterday

unresolved balance of
good and bad carried forward

old murky baggage
wrapped in laundered fresh cover

cryptic dark dreams
radiating with rays of fresh hopes

surviving life one day at a time
with this daily dose of hope

 

(In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Light.” and Hope)