Itís five in the morning and the World sleeps
Only the sound of the incoming tide
Breaks the silence
High above the seagulls soar
As just my dog and I
Greet the day

The air is warm although itís Autumn
A gentle breeze touches my cheek
Like an angelís kiss
I take in the beauty that surrounds me
And looking to the heavens
I give thanks for another day

By hollydar

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