New Day

The war is over,
The parties have made a settlement,
Everyone is at peace,
No talking can be heard,
But the birds along the coast,
Hoovering above the slow rise and fall of the white crests,
They all wait there waiting for it,
They have all waited for it for a long time,
But one was going to fight to the death,
But he saw it,
The light,
The red, orange, and yellow streaks across
the brilant blue skies.
The clouds so white and light looking you want
to reach out your hand and pull them towards you.
You feel the warmth of the sun slowly hitting your skin,
The arrivial is grand,
They have all missed it so,
It had seemed like months since the sun was seen,
And now they stand basking in it,
Take it all in,
Taking deep breaths of the crisp cool air,
Filling their lungs,
It was refreshing,
The day had finally arrived,
And everyone was ready for it.