Again, watching another sunrise. Again, wiping tears from my eyes. I cry thinking of the new day. I hope and pray, something good comes my way. over, and over, with the rising of the sun . For that moment, a new feeling had begun. Maybe this day, happiness has won. During the time it takes, to watch the dawn break. It occurs to me, if, this day is new. Well, yesterday is through. So why is it that what happened yesterday, has risen today, and is the clouds blocking my view.