by: Wesley Hague

New day brings new hope.
New light brings new joy.

A new turn, to which we have been lend;
A new chance to make things a mend.
We may try, and we may fall.
In this walk, all seems to stall

Yet as we may want to stop
To let it fall, and see it all flop
To give in, to life’s current strain
To surrender to all the pain

Yet I know that:
New day brings new hope
New light brings new joy.
The Gift from Above