My eyelids open
to mornings sunlight smile,
motivation smiles inside
for this brand new day.
Realisation hiccups inside.
Today is the day of prognosis.
Breakfast readied as supressed
trepidation waits for
an hour overdue phone call.
Which way will it go.
The pendulum of expectation
swings freely inside my head.
The future is suspended before me
its positive glow warms me.
Come on phone, ring for me.