In the still of the early morning

New dawn
New day has come
Fresh morning breeze
Blows gently upon me
Kissing my cheeks
Oh how I love the early morning
When everything is so still
Peaceful and still
Even the birds arent up yet
Its just me and the crisp morning air
Just me
I’m breathing easy

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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