Nothing Prepared Me For This
when the day comes, dawn with its hues
I awake and look over at you
morning sun playing on your face
nothing ever prepared me for this
I make the coffee as you stretch in bed
shaking away the dreams from your tousled head
another day, a good morning embrace
nothing ever prepared me for this
everyday, every night that I spend with you
thanking God that I am with you
for the love that shines, for this sweet bliss
nothing ever prepared me for this
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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