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 © | Year Posted 2008

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