Sunrise.I open my eyes.I hear the seagulls cry.I am alive.I have been granted another day on earth, while many have died during the night.Do I thrive or merely survive?Do I fill my day with happy thoughts or worries that most times come to nought and make my brow furrow?SunriseI see the sky and the clouds that float past my window.Be grateful for sunrise. One day there will be no tomorrow.Copy...