Standing outside at the porch of my house, the world is about to welcome dawn with a warm embrace. I see school children going to school, as their mothers watch over them, making sure they safely board the school bus. I hear soft bleating of a goat somewhere far. And then I see the moon, bright yellow, slowly disappearing into the morning clouds of the day. I hear then a whisper from the depths of my heart, "I’m like the moon, you can’t see me in the day, but when night comes, I light your way." I close my eyes and I feel the morning breeze rushing to me, embracing me, welcoming me to a new day.




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