THAT BRIGHT SIDE

It’s a new day 
That new air that finds a new way 
And lives knowing there’ll sometimes be meandering routes and powdery clay 
No matter the blockages in its way 
Singing melodious tunes 
In the faces of many hindrances but it finds ways to commune 
With the trees and everything it meets at the slightest opportune 
Even though most of them rightly impugn 
It must be difficult not being able to rest even in the afternoon 
All that it has is adjusting its tempo and with its neighbours attune 
Yet it sings 
Acknowledging the beauty of its habitat and its many wings 
So the cow that knows it will end up in the saucepan also mows 
The sheep that knows it’ll accompany the cow also baas 
The chicken that goes earlier than them go boc, boc or cluck, cluck 
And the birds that may be faced with many accidents chirp on end 
There’s so much to be thankful for 
For those who have the minds to work with 
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2013