The sun peeks over the distant mountains,
Bathing everything in a beautiful golden glow.
The dull glow of the rays gently tickle my face.
Warming me through to the soul.
Gentle breeze swirls my hair around my shoulders.
The twitter of moringing birds fill my head.
Peace.
McKenzie Spaulding
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunshine-71/
