Sunlight.
Kissing the dew.
Morning.
Day rises.
People wake anew.
Blue sky.
Cloudless.
Bright light.
Birds chirping.
Beautiful sounds.
Whimsical songs.
Floating on air.
The Dad In Me
The parenting life in 300 words or less
Sunlight.
Kissing the dew.
Morning.
Day rises.
People wake anew.
Blue sky.
Cloudless.
Bright light.
Birds chirping.
Beautiful sounds.
Whimsical songs.
Floating on air.
The Dad In Me 
Writing poetry on a Monday morning? You’re a better man than I. I’m lucky if I can find the damned coffee filters.
Nicely done,
Bill
Well it helps when the little guy decides 4 am is the time to rise and shine.