The golden rays <br />of a humid August sun <br />peeks through my opened window <br />and radiate across <br />the cloudless azure sky <br /> <br />The smell <br />of freshly fallen rain <br />after a mid summer night <br />thunder storm <br />fills my house <br />with a cool and relaxing energy <br /> <br />the pungent aroma <br />of freshly brewed coffee <br />occupies my senses <br />and instantly reminds me <br />it is time to start my day <br /> <br />My daughter's <br />joyful laughter and giggles <br />echo in the back round <br />my husband's strong and tender arms <br />show me wach day how blessed I am <br /> <br />So I charish each and every moment <br />and enjoy each day <br />and pray that everyone <br />could be as blessed as I am <br />on this humid August morning<br /><br />Nicole GravellPellerino<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-august-morning/
