It Was One of Those Mornings

I woke up in morning with blood in my hand. There on bed I saw myself slayed an old man. Started to startle and rushed in the bathroom, Splashed volumes of water in my whole room. Then I woke up again realized it was just a dream. I saw morning birds flapping their wings with prim. That morning You gave was truly my favorite one. As nature’s scene sparkly flickering – God’s best one.