New Day

Capturing the aura of this morning in a poem, watching the sun crawl across the ground very slowly. Touching flowers, trees, bushes, life with it's effervescent beauty and splendor. Shining brightly, spreading it's vitamin D upon everyone who's out walking or standing in the sun. A wonderful way to wake to a new day, seeing every- thing as if it was brand new, like a little child. Never having lost that wonder and awe through all the years of life, continuing to enjoy everything as if it were brand new to me.