What Kind Of Day? Poem by Elia Michael

What kind of day will today be?
Will it be sunny or cloudy?
Fair enough for my daily walk
Or TV with its idle talk?

I peep through my bedroom window
My eyes see the sun-enthroned sky
Rosy-gold beams and a warm glow
My spirits soar from low to high

I wash, get dressed, then eat my food
The day's rituals observed
I leave my flat in a good mood
A new world to be discovered!

A cat is lazily sunning
The postman is out and about
The milkman happy and humming
And I am so glad that I am out