The Following Day

The morning sun, a gentle breeze
Awakens souls, in quiet ease
The night's dark veil, lifted high
Revealing dawn, with dewy eye

The world stirs slow, in sleepy haze
As yesterday's memories gaze
Into the light, of a new day's birth
A chance to start, with renewed mirth

The city awakens, vibrant sound
Hustle and bustle, all around
The marketplace, a colorful sight
Where lives intersect, in morning light

But amidst the noise, a soul reflects
On yesterday's choices, and neglects
The what-ifs, and the...