copyright Michael King
My World
I've looked for love in foreign faces
and found comfort in memory’s arms
Wandering aimlessly unfamiliar places
Warmed relaxed in nature's charms
My World bathed in dawn's early chorus
Shaking off yesterday's cares and woes
I enter each day with renewed purpose
Dressed in time’s best protective clothes
Relaxed and reassured I keep going
All my traits and faults now hidden deep
The cracks and bruises all covered over
No longer am I scared to go to sleep
Nightmares changed to sweet dreams
when I traded in my pessimistic streak
Now after much thought I recognise
My World is special and quite unique