Millions of eyes opened this morning
Less bleary than has been the norm
Having all slipped away to bed earlier
and not partied on until morn.
We stayed up to cross the threshold
To step away from yesteryear’s gloom
Tentatively beholding the entrance
to a brighter, more welcoming room
We walked up to the line and dared cross it
Leaving the pain and the torment behind
The burden of our most difficult days
When living became merely survive.
Have we found the key to our shackles?
Can we go back to how it was before?
This morning, awaking with hope in our hearts
Of the good times this year has in store.
Let’s pray it doesn’t buckle with the pressure
Under the weight of our wants and our dreams
That this feeling of being 100lb lighter
Is just the first of the new dawn’s sunbeams.
Climb aboard 21’s roller coaster
Strap in and get ready for the ride
As we travel each thrilling bump and each loop
With a smile as our panic subsides.
Poetry for Dullards 