Morning’s Mourning

Morning

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We witness a lot of things every time we open our eyes. We see the azure sky, aureate sun, dancing leaves, singing birds, blooming flowers, happy smiles, and dreamy eyes. Inside us is a profuse flow of hope that the day will be great. The morning precipitates in us a feeling of exhilaration.

Mornings aren’t the same every day; our morning this day may be gloomy then happy the next day. We really don’t know. What’s important here is what we do with every morning of our lives. Will we use it to remind ourselves how blessed we are? Will we use it to ruin the morning of others? Will we use it to teach something new to ourselves?

It’s our choice. We choose what we do with our mornings. We choose what we do for the rest of the day. We choose the way we want to live our lives.¬†

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