
The caress of the morning sunlight, too bright for the eyes to face another day.
The caress of the morning sunlight, too bright for the eyes to face another day.
Bright-eyed the morning starts.
Longingly gazes at their sleeping lover.
The last thing before the day is done.
Not ready for the day to begin.
Will the day every begin.
On their way to church?
On the road again