55 Fiction Friday - Morning Sunshine

“Isn’t the morning sun beautiful?”

“Yes honey, it is”

“I love this warmth on me”

“See how trees are dancing to tune of wind…

 There at the extreme left the birds are flying high…”

“You always let this blind wife see the world through your eyes”

“Why not, after all you are my morning sunshine.”

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