My nose twitched
at the scent of coffee brewing
My lips woke
to the kiss of prince charming
My ears perked up
at the sound of children laughing
My eyes opened
to sunbeams on the window streaming
My heart whispered
a prayer of thanksgiving.
Sleeping Beauty couldn’t have better
than this beautiful, glorious morning.
I wrote this to thank my 6-year old who made my coffee this morning. He handed me a mug of hot coffee as soon as I got down from our bedroom. 🙂
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Thank you for coming by, and glorious mornings to you (even when you don’t have a 6-year old to make your coffee). 🙂