I woke up this morning without embracing fright,
the only sun I reached came in by window light,

Woken too by the tugging of the day,
Spoken softly the blue skies whispered gray,

Atop my mattress I could see through the glass,
time drifted slow with the clouds who made their pass,

His mercies are new with each morn's dawn,
This place is as if a picture drawn,

I am run over with Your grace and love,
how your mercies have sprinkled from above,

I'll run this day with you Jesus,
Thrilled that You still always free us.

Awesome Write! And so touching at that! Keep it up and I love the description!!!

.!. Nichola.!.

Thank you !- Nichola... Have a wonderful easter everyone, remember Jesus
is the reason for the season yet again .

~Godbless~