On an early beautiful Sunday morning ...
We open every window and door in the house to let the cool breeze in ...
We close the doors to the TV cabinet ...
We listen to the melancholy lyrics of slow country music ...
We read the Sunday paper ...
We speak in quiet whispers to each other ...
We make pancakes and bacon for breakfast ...
We look forward to the sunny glorious day ahead ...
We thank God ...
We are those people ...