Not Every Morning Is A Poem

NOT EVERY MORNING HAS A POEM

Not every morning has a poem
Not every morning has the light one needs
Not every morning is a new beginning
Not every morning is what morning should be.

Still this morning I will try
As I most often try
To feel from the first step outside
That morning is a new day.

God, how long has it been
With all these days and all this effort
And all these needings to begin again?