Counting Sunshines

You wake up at 6:00 am
Your eyes wide, your head in line
At least walk you can
There is your first morning shine.

You eat your first meal,
Sorrounded by a seweet sound
And in this delicious deal,
The second sunshine you found.

You listen to an old song,
In your way to school.
And wisdom for all day long,
Your third sunshine is soft and cool.

You hug your friends, excited,
Is there a need of other reason
To feel completely delighted?
The brighter shine of a season.

During classes any speach is forbbiden
A wisper from your friend becames a smile.
He can just be kidding,
A sun light seeing for one mile.

The morning is not over yet,
And your day have five golden mines.
Already with all that!
Why not, counting sunshines?

 by Pollyanna Bright.