Origami Microchap

Good Morning Sunshine  

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Good Morning Sunshine

Good Morning Sunshine; thank you for filtering stringently through my dingily dilapidate window; embedding

optimistic rays of hope in my life,

Good Morning Cuckoo; thank you for waking up my gloomy sleep with your poignantly austere sounds,

Good Morning Grass; thank you for rejuvenating my dreary soles; as I trespassed on your voluptuous carpet;

with your magnificent sheath of dew drops tickling my skin to unprecedented limits,

Good Morning delectable pet; thank you for clambering up my bed; awakening me with a pleasant jolt; as you

flapped your slippery tongue over my rubicund cheeks,

Good Morning Shirt; thank you for imparting me with compassionate warmth; as I swung you over my naked chest the instant I broke my reverie,

Good Morning Wife; thank you for providing me your mesmerizing shoulders to rest upon in times of the

treacherous night,

Good Morning Ducks; thank you for quacking so boisterously; that I became oblivious to all the loneliness and

wretched depression that heavily circumvented my life,

Good Morning Air; thank you for so celestially wafting into my nostrils; seductively caressing my mass of unruly hair; to transit me higher than the heavens,

Good Morning Lotus; thank you for spreading your ingratiatingly pink petals into full bloom; inundating my solitary life with astronomical happiness,

Good Morning Tea; thank you for profoundly reinvigorating my diminishing breath; fomenting me to walk briskly

forward with untamed exhilaration,

Good Morning Alarm Clock; thank you for deafeningly puncturing my eardrum; triggering me off from invincible sleep; when all other conceivable things had miserably floundered,

Good Morning Water; thank you for pacifying my thirst; inevitably providing me those few sips of liquid to quench scorched chords of my throat; the second I detached from horrendous dreams,

Good Morning Soap; thank you for providing me tons of enamoring foam; which metamorphosed my bedraggled persona into one of stupendously distinguished authority,

Good Morning National Flag; thank you for fluttering so handsomely in the atmosphere;
propelling the spirit of patriotism to escalate unsurpassably in my veins; the second I nimbly opened

my eyelids at dawn,

Good Morning Soil; thank you for impregnably holding the foundations of my dwelling; harboring my inconspicuous demeanor while I slept like a new born infant in the perilous night,

Good Morning Apple; thank you for providing me that incredulously quick bite before I eloped for office; prepared to kick on with my schedule for the acrimoniously monotonous day,

Good Morning Mother; thank you for silently creeping up beside me when I was in bouts of thunderously sound sleep; gently caressing my hair; embodying my shivering countenance with a sweater she had specially knitted for me in the day,

Good Morning Tree; thank you for generating appeasing draughts of wind that diffused through my window as the Sun crept up in the sky; making me feel that I was indispensably alive,

Good Morning Breath; thank you for blissfully circulating through my lungs; enveloping me with the tenacity to

divinely pass the gruesomely precarious night,

And Good Morning World; thank you for granting me the right to harmoniously exist amongs’t you; walk

shoulder to shoulder with your blessed grace; in every aspect of exuberant life.

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Nikhil Parekh© 2019