Outside my window,
a new day I see.
Only I can determine
the kind of day it will be.

It can be busy and sunny,
laughing and gay
or boring and cold,
unhappy and gray.

My own state of mind
is the determining key,
for I am only the person
I let myself be.



I can be thoughtful,
and do all I can,
to help or be selfish
and think just of myself.

I can enjoy what I do
and make it seem fun,
or gripe and complain
and make it hard on someone.

I can be patient with those
who may not understand,
or belittle and hurt them
as much as I can.

But I have faith in myself
and believe what I say,
and I personally intend
to make the best of each day.