The world looks different today
i'm not the same as yeterday
the way i see has changed
so my world has re-aranged
all the color coming back
seeping in to a world gone black
open eyes to the light
end this long and lonely night
i praise the warm and yellow sun
as if tomorrow may not have one.
Blessings quietly come and go
you can miss their ebb and flow
it just depends on how i see-
am i imprisoned or am i free?
My perception is the key
to my joyful reality
givinig is my way
to perceive a different day.