It is a good morning when I am up. It is a somber sound to my start when I don’t always remember to thank the angels who watched over me throughout my quiet night dreams. And, for keeping the loud nightmares at bay, pushing them away with a whoosh of their iridescent wings.
I have a serene morning dream of adagio sipping on a cup of tea, while the sun greets me with a faint wink of glee. Its face peeking just around the corner of my balcony.
I am full of waken grace, safe and sound in the new morn.
By Pamelap
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I am a Texas transplant from Virginia Beach and I love family, food, and entertaining with friends! On any given weekend you will find me out enjoying the city having dining & sipping moments with family and friends.
Besides being a foodie and an avid sports fan, l love writing as well!
I enjoy writing poetry, articles on my dining experiences and short stories. Look for my musings and written expression each day and let me know what is on your mind too. As my cousin, Kendra Edozie, quoted: It All Begins With Just A Thought.
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