I was always too busy
playing, golfing, or schoolwork

Dashing off to the next event

Lots of time in the car
singing along to the latest song

Now, each morning
the sun rises first

And delights with a hot orange or dusty pink

The birds awakening
beginning their chatter

The first rays of sunshine appear

I take my hanging baskets of begonias
and set them out to catch those first rays

Next it’s my china doll plant and pomegranate bonsai
onto the back porch

There they sit in the warmth of another day

I never noticed the sunshine before

Blessings, my friend,

Agatha