Morning Rose

She woke quietly as the sun rose, lifting her head gently as the morning light beckoned to her. Her tiny droplets sparkled and glistened while her delicate petals flickered in the breeze, her beauty and scent filled the air - this was her morning, quiet and peaceful and she was going to enjoy it.

A day to myself I thought but it wasn't to be, I spent most of the day in the car running here there and everywhere - well it felt like it. It would've been nice to have had a day like Morning Rose, quiet and peaceful - perhaps another day :)