Waking up each morning
Hoping, for the fragrance of morn
To breathe some life
Into my depressed soul
To learn to break the bonds
Break away from the thorns
Of my lingering loneliness.

This lovely morning smell
Shows me a new life
A better one to strive for
A fresher one to try for
And even though that other life
Cannot yet truly be mine
Breathing in, in deeper breaths
This morning fragrance rejuvenates
My will to be happy
My will to be happier.

Originally written on 18 August, 2010