Morning has broken ...
It's 6:30 in the morning. The sun is coming up and there are birds chirping outside the window to my left shoulder. The dog is snoring behind me in his chair. Maybelline, the calico kitty, is walking back and forth at my feet, brushing against my legs and purring softly. And me ... I'm smiling at them all as I bask in the glory of the sounds of contentment around me.
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Aaah! That really cheered me up! I just opened the windows and put my running sneaks on! What a pretty day! Thanks Jeffrey! You're better than a cup of coffee!
Good for you, cartwheel diva ...
But you probably just haven't had the right cup of coffee yet -- add some Bailey's :-)
Wow. That made my bad mood go away. Thanks, Jeffrey.
AAAHhhhh...the screeching memories!
:-) Morning has broken is also a Baptist hymn. My Mammy and Aunt Aline would sing it .....
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