My New Morning
There, peaking through the window,
the first rays of morning light.
They dance upon the wall and
play within your beautiful,
scented hair. Your features
are highlighted by the rays,
as you look even so much
younger, as young
as your heart.
The sun appears
to be prodding
you awake
as you turn,
stretch
and even
give me a smile.
A great way to start the day.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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