i love the misty dews of the early morning fields,
the fresh daises that blooms and welcomed by the daylight,
the smell of the breakfast my mother prepares for me.
i dearly adore the kindness of the early morning dawn,
it gives us hope to start a new and a faith in every little things that come and leave us.
i swore that i always appreciate the beauty of the world. the colors, hues and every landscapes. we are all fortunate to witness the glory of the world.
—
Jean Meredith
