“Each morning is an invaluable gift- To be alive is a boon, to be able to stay healthy is a bonus, to enjoy love and beauty is bliss”- By Poet Early morn, I wake up from my sleep, Sensing on my cheeks, dawn’s first gentle kiss. As the shroud of gloom is lifted off from earth’s face, In my heart rises sweet whispers of bliss. Yesterday’s mistakes, gone like vaporous nothings. A calming peace gently overpowers my soul. The air is crisp, quiet and pleasantly still. The morn opens new scenes and vistas whole. Flowers gently sway in the passing breeze. Bees buzz around, not giving rest to tiny wings. Coloured confetti fall from the Gulmohar tree. Butterflies flit around as my soul in joy, sings. Remember, how lucky we are to see another sunrise, To savour what nature offers as an inestimable prize!
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