My Special Morning

I open my eyes slowly
There's nothing special in my morning
I go to my bathroom lazily
And still there's nothing special in my morning
I open my window angrily
Because of the the sunlight that disturb my sleeping
Then, the sunlight reflect my shadow on the wall happily
Now I realized there's something special in my morning
When I can feel the touch of the wind and air
When I can see my reflection on the wall and mirror
When I can greet and smile with everyone near me
That's way I called it my special morning