'A New Day Dawns'
by Lucia Masding
The sun beams down on the glass windows,
A new day dawns.
Exhaustion for the old man,
Excitement for the young boy.
The young boy energetically bursts out of bed,
While the old man, with great effort, rolls out of bed.
The young boy leaps down the stairs two by two,
His face blooming with eagerness.
The old man descends down on the stair lift,
His face glowering with weariness.
The young boy guzzles down his cereal bar and toast
As the old man gradually consumes his porridge.
The young boy waits impatiently for his orange juice,
The old man tightly clasps the warmth of his tea.
Soon the young boy bounds out of the front door to play football,
Meanwhile the old man wonders what to do.
Later the young boy explodes through the door,
Sweat trickling down his rosy cheeks,
Eager to play on his bike.
The old man thumps down on the couch
Sighing with sheer boredom.
The young boy groans about going to bed
Although he is worn out.
But the old man gladly retires to the warmth
Of his electric blanket.
The young boy eagerly awaits tomorrow, and next year.
The old man wonders if he will live to see another day.