“Did you see the sunrise this morning” he asked. She giggled and said yes. Of course she did. She lived for the little things. He went on to describe what he saw. It was beautiful for my window. “There was a tree standing alone in the field. Very beautiful but of course it did not know it was beautiful its a tree. It had bright green leaves and cloaked with the sapphire in the morning. It was bliss. Simple bliss. The cold air was just right.” He stopped and held her hand.
“That sunrise was half as beautiful as it was because out of my the window through the sapphire cloak I saw you looking at the same tree. I watched you watch the sunrise and beleive me I was content”
Did you see the sunrise
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