As the golden sunshine greets a new morning,
I rise from bed refreshed and still yawning.
I cross the room lured through french doors,
By balcony blooms, green lake, and sycamores!
I delight in fragrance and in blissful views,
As I search eagerly for the golden day news.
Then barefoot I climb to the balcony railing,
Diving into clear green waters as birds sing!