The day comes to an end
And sleep calls to you,
As you fall asleep
Think of the good things,
The good things that happened,
That happened in the day.
It may have been a hard day
But each day has moments of joy,
So take those moments into sleep
And be grateful for those times.
The morning brings on tomorrow
With a fresh start to the new day,
And with a fresh start to your life.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 21st, 2026 02:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Every day I get up is a fine day.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Good write Gold. Cooeeee!! A fresh call from me. Do shut up Orchi, Fido says to me. lol.
Thank you Orchi.
Such good advise my friend. What better time than sleep to place peaceful and happy thoughts in one's head where one is likely to dwell on them the whole night and implant them in one's dreams to start on a happy foot the next day. Well said
Most kind soren, thank you.
Andy
My pleasure Andy
Nicely done.
Much appreciated Friendship. Thank you.
Andy
Lovely!
Thank you Katie.
Andy
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