Your cup of hope what is it made from,
Metal, plastic, glass or styrofoam,
Do you throw it away when done,
Or wait to use it again with the morning sun,
I drink from the fountain of faith,
positivity fills my plate,
Breakfast for champions,
thats why I walk with a
champions gait,
Hope is my daily meal,
So despair is something I rarely feel,
my juice is always warm it barely chills,
Fires me up and successes are my vitamin pills,
Keeping my head up is my morning exercise,
Chin parallel to the ground and focused eyes,
Infinite possibilites exist within the universe,
The belief grows firmer with each passing verse,
These are just some of my early bird thoughts as I am yawning,
While watching the beautiful sun rise, Good morning..
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