|Winter Sunrise in Western Nebraska (C)Brian Bucks|
Groggy from slumber,
Rise out of bed.
First thoughts of the day,
Morning's my time.
Thoughts easy to reign,
When thoughts travel afar.
Escort them back to present events.
Live and think in the moment,
Not re-living yesterdays or tomorrows.
In just a few moments grounded again,
Ready to write my day can start.
Just a few minutes is all it takes,
Tend to thoughts at break of day.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
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