'Days'

What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
 Ah, solving that question
 Brings the priest and the doctor
 In their long coats
 Running over the fields.


 Philip Larkin


Time and time over, I am woken by the sun streaming in through our bedroom window. Why have curtains when you can have this daily gift? I just wish I could make myself go to bed earlier - I was up late last night, sitting in the garden, looking for Lyrids.

Here is this morning's sunrise to share with you, the promise of a new day when anything is possible...