“Morning has broken” was always my favourite hymn at school and imagine how delighted I was when Cat Stevens recorded his beautiful version.
For me, early morning is always my favourite time of day.
Waking up with the anticipation of what may lay ahead and a fresh new day slowly unfolding before me.
If it is summer time, more than likely, I will awake sometimes as early as 4am, listening to the dawn chorus and stretching knowing that if I wish I still have another 3 hours in bed. Sometimes I even make my way to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee bringing the mug back to bed with me; other times I turn over and go back to sleep. Either way, I hug myself knowing that a new day is waiting to be written on.

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