A Great DayI'm not a ten, or even a nine
But some days I awake feeling so sublime
The sun comes up, the birds start to sing
My thoughts and my heart both take to the wing
This glorious feeling, I can barely contain it
If it were a garment, what a wonderful raiment
All the day long I dance and I prance
And everyone gives me an admiring glance
What can it be, what change has been wrought?
It's nothing new that I'm wearing, nothing I've bought
If I live to be a hundred, I'll never understand it
How a feeling that starts so deep within, can command it
The attention I get, the smiles and advances
Will tomorrow be like today? What are my chances?
___Beulah Riggs Brown