Before I open my eyes, I heard the birds singing,
I prayed and thanks God for another set of morning.
I smiled and prepared my things while I’m yawning,
I don’t want to be late, my alarm keep on ringing.
When I went outside and the sunlight poked me
Seems he’s happy and busy as a bee.
I said “good morning my friend”
You’re in a good mood and not hard to comprehend,
And he sent his joy I can feel it in my hand.
And there’s the wind, whispering on my ears,
He’s jealous and almost shed his tears,
I told him “stop whining, I’m a friend, so, no fear”
Let’s enjoy the day and help me spread the cheer.
Then I stopped and saw the flowers in my path
They continuous to grow and not fit for one pot.
I don’t know what to say aside from “thanks a lot”
Just continue to grow and spread your offspring on my lot.
And I said to myself “If nature fetched me a beautiful morning”
What surprises awaits me in the evening?
Should I complain for a beautiful morning?
Nah, I should thanks God for His morning blessing 😉
(c) Have a nice day (my 3rd poem)