What’s your favorite time of day?

When the first rays of light wake up the day,

Painting red watercolour across the sky.

And it’s still and peaceful and sleepy.

And the Birds begin to chirrup their morning greeting,

Ever thankful for another day.

When the due on the grass brushes onto your socks,

And you breath the cool air out of your nostrils,

This is my favourite time of day.