What kind of day will it be today
I can hear the world at work and play
As noise of construction fills the air
Sirens are blaring fron who knows where.
The buses are rushing, hear the sound
While busy jitneys circle around
I hear the echo of running feet
Clattering rapidly down the street.
Well I guess the day has had its start
And the early rush will soon depart
How I pray each day as I awake
There’s some small improvement I can make !
Claire V. Bogdanos 