My porch

I sit on the porch

As I watch the morning Sunrise

It gently touches the tips of the tree tops

In the distance across the sky

Listening to the birds softly chirping

The sound of the baby goats

Waiting for their bottles of milk

As I sip my morning tea

I close my eyes

The sound of silence

Of nature

Of peacefulness

Thanking God for allowing me this privilege

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