A new day

The morning begins well same old traffic same old smell

the look on people's face's passer's by

suggests I shouldn't annoy them or look them in the eye

moving along sidewalk's,park's,train's and bus's on their rail

imagining the panic an frustration if one or all were to fail

in such a pace they forget all around them whilst in their haste

earphones,iphones uneccasary tools a bit of a waste

though their journey long an a little frustrating

their work their lives are usually waiting

its not a burden to work or travel each day but try to remember

tomorrows a new day.