Sunrise for a New Life - I hear a cry like early morning birds - Insistent, hungry - I rub sleepy, dusty eyes - And I go to watch the sunrise - I see pink cheeks blush over the blanket - And I touch peachy hair like wisps of clouds - Delicate, fluffy - Innocent eyes open like light bleeding over the horizon - I am stretching - Further than I thought I could - Radiant, raw - The morning’s yellow glow will fade to blue sky - But as I witness this new life - I feel. Refreshed, hopeful - A new day has begun - My sun is awake.