As we sit here in our chairs with the window flung open
The sound of the birds singing waft into our room
Such a peaceful relaxing sound to hear at first light
The sun is starting to peak out and rise above the mountains
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The cats are on the window sill washing themselves
Then I suppose they will jump out onto the ground
And quickly chase after any small critters they see moving
After a few hours of this they will slowly come into the house
* * * * * As they sleep on the floor in front of our chairs we relax
We both hear the cats purring as they rest beneath our feet
Every so often their tails wag for no apparent reason
Then they both bat at each others tail as they move
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My hubby sits on the rocking chair playing his banjo softly
I start to hear him play " You Are My Sunshine " I love it
As a matter of fact my Dad always sang " You Are My Sunshine "
My brother and I would start to sing along with dad always
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I peacefully now sit in my chair sewing some embroidery
Grandma taught us how to sew on pillow cases as youngsters
Such fine work grandma would do and tell stories too
We all loved the stories told us about our grandpa lost at sea
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It seems grandma kept her family of eight together by sewing
The community always brought plenty of sewing in for grandma
I remember her sitting for hours and humming as she worked
I feel like I am carrying on grandmas tradition and talents sewing
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The roses on the window sill remind me of my Mom Rose
Mom loved roses and working in the garden to cultivate them
Then she always would pick a bunch for our window sill
The rose aroma would spread through out the house all day
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Some of our most peaceful moments were sitting at first light
Starting the day off enjoying the simple things of life is contentment
God meant for us to enjoy daily our talents He has given us
For it is in giving that we richly receive our rewards from God
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Grandma and Mom taught us to enjoy and share our talents with others
In doing so we learned at an early age that you cant out give God
So me and pa humbly sit each morning at the window sharing with each other
At the first signs of each days " First Morning Light " A gift from God