Kiss Me Good Morning
Her faint voice quietly sings
a cheerful love song
mixed in with the tapping sounds
of the falling water
from inside the clear glass shower
The morning light illuminates the room
and I can see her reflection
in the half-steamed bathroom mirror
A gorgeous sight
happiness radiating off her cheeks
and a smile you could die for
Quietly I sneak downstairs and start breakfast
nice plump honey browned sausage links
a couple of poached eggs
finely cut hash brown potatoes
garnished with some fresh succulent strawberries
and a hot cup of lemon tea
Merrily she enters the room
with an I love you grin
wraps her arms around me
and kisses me good morning.
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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