A quiet morning, when the world is just waking up
Is the perfect time for reflection…
Sometimes when the wind stops and the mind is quiet
Things become crystal clear
Some are oblivious and drive right by, but others stop and enjoy the sun’s warmth and nature’s glory
The water is so still it is a perfect mirror
Color intensifies
It’s like seeing double…only upside down
Then the world starts to bustle and the water becomes a paint brush, making beautiful strokes in the reflections
When the sun sets and the day goes to sleep,
The reflections and peace return…
It’s the perfect time to count your blessings…
Happy Mother’s Day!
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