Summer Mornings

The hot sun shines in the sky like a lightbulb without a shade, the rays of golden light warm my skin as I walk. Silence except the fan blowing in the backround and the occasional car passing by. Peace and quite except the thoughts that float in my head. Soon summer will be passed and gone and all we will have left is a memory. While the neighborhood sleeps the world awakens, fresh and new. Just the way God created it. Beautiful summer mornings, a time for thoughts and a time to be peaceful.