That magical moment,
just before the sun actually peaks over the horizon,
shades of pastel coloring the sky,
while gulls fly around screaming their soulful lament at each others.
Everything is quiet,
on the streets,
over the bridge
and on the river.
Almost like I'm the last man living on earth,
the last but not alone,
as my cats looked at me through the window while I took this pic,
ever wondering what I'm doing...
Me, my cats, and the birds.
Even if I went back to take another picture,
it just wouldn't be the same.
The sun, though still low over the horizon,
has completely changed the color scheme now.
The magic is now gone
and a new day has arisen.
I have chores to do but feel not like it [as usual].
I'll just sip my coffee
and mull things over for a while...
Have a good day!!