Morning Routine
I look for you, search for you, far and wide
Across the horizon, that great divide
Between land, sea, and sky, the space is so vast
But maybe you'll fill it one day at long last
I wake up each morning and watching the sun
Come over the mountains, I seek for the one
Particular bluebird who if I did see
Would build her a nest and keep her with me
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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