Its 4:30 A.M. as I get out of bed and make a pot of coffee . I stir creamer into the hot brew and head for the back door to my early morning haven , the back porch . This is my alone time . As I sip my coffee , I enjoy the quiet and watch and listen as the world comes awake . Soon my husband will be up wanting breakfast and our great grandaughter , who is just two will need my attention , but this is now and it's mine . As I watch , I see the sky line over Pompey mountain beginning to glow and I wonder what the sunrise will be like this morning . I hear the birds beginning to chirp in the trees around me annd a quail calls in the field . In a few seconds , I hear the sound again from a nearby tree and smile as I realize its a mockingbirds' mimic , this time . I remember that my Dad told me that the quail calls '' Bob White, Bob White ? '' . Then the spectacular sunset starts to form and I am totally amazed at the blazing color God has painted in the sky for me this morning . It looks like flames as the reds and oranges and yellows move accross the sky and blend together ! Oh to be able to paint like that ! Slowly , the daylight makes the sunrise fade away . I thank God then for all my blessings and for giving me this beautiful morning and letting me have this new day . I finish my coffee enjoying the morning . My husband knocks on the window of the back door . He is holding our grandaughter up where she can see me . I go and kiss them both good morning , ready for whatever the day brings .
