A Sacred Moment

Morning shivers breaking dawn. A sliver of sunlight slips through the open window.  The first sparrow’s chirrup, ‘Wake up, Wake up. Wake up.’ From somewhere down the street, a child’s laughter scatters like jacks tossed upon cement. A siren screams in the distance. The flowers are silent.


Heaven is on earth.

~ Annie

Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style

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