Early

The sunlight shone on my face like a shiny pearl. The pure warmth of it relaxed me and made me snuggle into my purple comforter. It was like a silk layer of comfort and heat. I laid there, appreciating the moment. The birds were chirping, singing sweet, lovely songs about dreams and the morning that not even the Rosetta tone can understand. The trees have leaves that have small beads of dew that remind me of crystals. The window I'm looking out of is my only way of seeing the beautiful outside world. So I enjoy a few more minutes in the warmth of my bed and then get dressed and go outside. But morning is gone. It has disappered into mid-morning, and I lost the experience for those few minutes. But there's always tomorrow, I think to myself, and now, I have to live today to the fullest!

In the Dawn of the Daylight

In the dawn of the daylight, the sun emerged from its nap. The grass was sprinkled with sparkling beads of dew. The flowers that were set to budd in springtime but had already been scattered by the air as little seeds prior to this moment poked their heads up to watch the warmth of the sunrays errupt across the sky. A small breaths-worth of wind floated to the gorgeous scene to capture the beautiful moment. The wind tickled the leaves of the trees, and they shook slightly with laughter, waking nature, and that nature passing laughter and shaking all around the world, like a line of dominoes. One more, Earth was aware of itself.