The sun it does peak as above the clouds its first rays spring forth around as from the many tress that surround the Magpies give out a call.

The baby it stirs from a night of restful slumber, a welcome smile for the one who greats it morn, it arms up-stretched and welcoming, a hug that says it all.

Early morning joggers their dogs by their side pass by your welcome door, as night shift workers their minds addled & strained great the welcoming site that waits their bedroom door.