Today I say good morning to the sun!
Usually it is the sun that wakes me up every single day.
But today is special...
At six a.m. it is I smiling down as the Sun
Stirred from his deep, deep slumber.
Good Morning, Sun!
How did you sleep last night?
The birds chirp their hello off in the distant trees
Their voices, high-pitched and excited.
I glance up suddenly to the sky, the blue was beginning to
Illuminate behind the dark shapes of the trees.
Night was beginning to smudge, no, strangle the outlining of the horizon
Smiling bright and cherry the Sun stretch his arms into the
Yonder literary heavens, shooting a dazzling crooked smile in my direction
His smile was so radiant that the sky flashed with luminous light
Life, once still, cozily napping in its cocoon during the dark night hours
Had begun to revive itself in this new found brilliance.
I wonder when the Sunset comes if I’ll be able to say good night to the Moon...