the morning sun

THE MORNING SUN In the morning sun I see my bed Reflecting in the bright sun. I see my beautiful mom cooking French toast for breakfast. My father istaking out the full trash bag. Chandeliers glistening in the morning sun. Eating tasty dinners everyday. I love my home because it keeps me safe from the outside. I love my home because my pretty beautiful mom and my strong, brave stepdad and my for amazing brothers. Love from my family warms me like the morning sun.