Deep in thought about the day ahead, I decided to take an early morning stroll outside. I looked around surprised at the miracle Mother Nature had painted in the predawn light.

As I started my trek across the dew-dampened grass, I took in all the wonderful sights. I noticed the fog hanging in the treetops, as if it were finely spun silk. Spider webs glistened like delicate fairy wings. The single earthworm made it's way randomly through the damp grass. An unseen bird sang to its mate.

As I took a sip of my coffee, I appreciated the peace and quiet around me. The feeling of oneness washed over me. It was overwhelming. The morning was mine.

I shivered; the dampness had started making its presence known. Tiny beads of dew

formed on my bare arms. I welcomed the coldness. But alas, it was time for me to make my way back to warmth and comfort. As I turned toward the door, I suddenly noticed, out of the corner of my eye, a single rose bud.

I stood up slowly and looked around, taking in God's portrait. I knew the life of the tiny flower was about over, just as the golds, reds and purples of the trees would soon be gone. It would be winter soon. It was time for Mother Nature to take her long nap. Soon it would be spring, time for rebirth, and time for the small bud to pay me another visit.

A slight breeze caressed my damp arms and brought my mind back to the present. I shook my head slightly and thought about the warmth of the house and decided it was time to leave all the beauty that surrounded me.

As I sat there, I thought back to when my daughters gave me this lovely gift. I thought of the love and care that was put into picking this rose out of all the others. I caught mysel

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