Each day I rise and check the news.
Each day I check the weather.
Each day I’m eager and I hope
that things are getting better.
Each day the news is filled with woe,
corruption and with sorrow.
Each day I still hold onto hope
for Happier Tomorrow.
2 thoughts on “Each Day”
I’m realizing that the news must believe that the bad and tragic news are more “interesting” to report. But it’s the stuff we do everyday that is the good news.
Amen to that.