my friend matthew

Each morning, I walk out that door and hurry down those steps. I then turn a few corners and push through a few people. When I get to my destination, I pick my head up and see the Sun, looking right back at me. Her light comes right out of her eyes and seeps through her smiling lips. Every day, I become completely blinded of all the people around me. Her voice and laugh float around and around my head. I feel her warmth on my face and am reminded that my happiness comes from her, my morning Sun.