Updated: Jul 19
The sun rises in the tree.
The water comes out of the ground.
The birds are singing on the tree.
The dragonflies are landing on the branch.
The clouds are floating in the sky.
The squirrels are running in the garden.
The trees are embracing the sunshine.
The grasses are enjoying the water.
I am a morning stroller,
kissing earth with my feet,
bathing in the morning sun,
being hugged by the love of mother nature,
a lucky child I will always be.