Morning

by Amelia   Mar 9, 2005


The sound of birds chirping as you open your eyes
waking up slowly with stretches and sighs
outside the fog softly covers the ground
the patient silence is the only sound
the fresh scent of a new day fills the air
the slow pace of morning leaves you without a care
the sun rises leaving the clouds a colorful sight
the brightness and the calming leave you feeling so light
feeling so good as you look around outside
everything so peaceful just like a soft ocean tide
all the beautiful elements of nature coming your way
just stop and say, what a beautiful day

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  • 20 years ago

    by Chelsea

    This was really pretty and I liked it. I'm not really a morning person though so yea. But I did really like this. Good Job

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