Sunday morning, I hear lyrics and I dream dreams


Somehow all I can think of is

Sunday morning rain is falling…

Adam Levine rings in my ears

It may not be raining

But the Sunday morning is so lovely 

My grin is so increbily large

The breeze is blowing so calming 

I hear lyrics and I dream dreams 


Cup of heaven


I overslept!

Sleep was a lovely thing 

Techincally, you can’t oversleep on a Sunday

I meant to go to mass this morning 

I will go with my parents this evening 

Instead I sip, I smile deep, I enjoy

My second cup of heaven

The gentle breeze from the perfect summer morning 

Is coming from my window

I breath the air and I sip

I’m sipping my coffee

And this grin appears

It’s my cup of heaven