My
Awakening
The robin welcomes me as
she warms herself with the dawn.
The
muffled music of the morning glories
wafts through my window,
mingling itself with the robin’s song,
both beckoning me rise to meet the day.
The
green of the grass glitters
as new light dances across it,
A ladybug blinks whilst
carefully balancing herself from blade to
blade.
The
air is filled with the
gentle fluttering of the butterflies
bending each flower branch,
filling with nectar
A
hummingbird interrupts the quiet dawn
pairing for a moment with a bumblebee,
each scurrying to beat the sun
as they compose their own melody and their
own rhythm
My
bunny hops from new sprout to new sprout,
eating and chewing, reeking havoc on my
garden.
It doesn’t seem to matter.
I
stretch beneath my blanket
feeling the tickle of the silken sheets.
My mind wanders to the scent of fresh coffee
winding its way up the stairs to meet my
senses.
I
close my eyes briefly for one last piece
of rest,
and when I open them, before
me stands My Sweet,
bearing a gift of a brewed cup.
He
smiles, kisses me softly, offering up my
gift
and quietly murmurs “Good Morning.”
And
I simply think to myself,
what a way to start the day,
what a precious moment,
my awakening.
Author
Sande Donahue
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