Morning

Kissed so tenderly on the cheek by the soft sun rays. I woke up i smiles,thankfully and cheerfully my heart prays. Blessed by another day,life and chance to make things better. I knelt down deep in the abyss of my soul's heart to write to my creator a thankful letter. Through the window,am greeted by the sun's broad smile. The green scenery,the singing little birds and beautiful fragrance of fresh breaths extending over a long mile. Morning,that thin boarder between night and day. A part of dawn,with nothing else to pay. A beautiful garden of new hopes,fear,victory or defeat. But whatever it is,depends so much on yesterday's heat. The hello and greeting from a new being. Which will itself be a yesterday this life we living. Morning,morning, morning. Kids so sad as their school bells ring. Neighborhood so empty because all have left their houses. Homes feel so lonely because the pets become their only spouses. So far away,on that long tower the church bell tolls. Tic- tac the clock too roles. The day seems so long to end. But its the beginning of the day on which tomorrow depend. Morning morning morning. The best part of everything.