Time To Wake Up Sleepy Heads

The morning stood silent, the dew drops fell, covering the grass and the daffodils. The leaves fast asleep, amongst the trees, the winds stirring them with a gentle breeze. The sun she smiles, her breath it warms, the clouds roll in on a threatening storm. Rain drops fall, everyones awake, the thunder yells and the clouds they shake. Breakfast is served, from mother nature's plate.