Good Morning, Starshine
Good Morning, Starshine
“Good morning, Starshine,” each dawn he would greet
As from feather pillows our eyes would meet
Perhaps you can imagine my surprise
When he was gone when I opened my eyes
Did he forget our anniversary?
Just one year had passed since he’d married me
But as my eyes opened wider that day
I found rose petals upon the bed lay
He’d heard me rising, but he called, “Get back in!”
Bacon’s scent from the kitchen wafted in
In he entered with breakfast on a tray
He retrieved the remote and then pressed “play”
I started to eat, beside me he lay
To watch a film of our wedding day
When I picked up the tea cup, what a shock
There sat a ring with a large diamond rock
Gems were too costly when we got engaged
But seeing this now made my passions rage
Gently my husband always embraced me
But never more than on our first anniversary
* For Francine’s “Good Morning” contest
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