Some Mornings

Some mornings I lie in silence just staring at the walls not a sound at all around except the ticking down the hall it can feel so refreshing without a trouble or a care but then I start thinking how I wish you were here Some mornings I bask in sunshine warming up my bed I lie in all its comfort as my day's about to start I close my eyes and wonder about your pure and giving heart how I wish you were near me it was your warmth that I did feel how I'd hold you close and not let go make all these feelings real Some mornings I wake to darkness there's thunder in the air rain's upon my window and in my heart grows fear I cuddle with my pillow pull my sheets up over my head it's then I miss your body, your warmth and comfort in my bed Some mornings I'm rushed and hurried no time to lie in bed no time to think, plan or ponder no time to dream, hope or wonder It's then when I miss your presence When I need help getting out the door those little daily reminders getting my feet upon the floor Some mornings I wake and smile as I feel kisses upon my cheek feel wind blowing through my hair and soft touches all over me it's then I know I'm in heaven with you right by my side We lie in endless mornings Just me and my soulmate bride
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Bt Norazman Avatar
April 25, 2015 at 7:23 AM
A wonderful piece.I can feel them when I read your piece.
Roper Avatar
March 30, 2015 at 11:05 PM
You always write so beautifully. A well that never runs dry, 7 Blessings dear friend
Yvonne Avatar
March 30, 2015 at 7:54 PM
Like everyone said "beautiful"...let me add a fav!
Ellison Avatar
March 29, 2015 at 1:18 PM
Very beautiful, my friend Tim... a tender write about love! Have a great day!
Mcdaid Avatar
March 29, 2015 at 11:49 AM
very beautifully painted tim sings with the angels excellent pen wishing you a blessed day dear friend
Ebbs Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 9:02 AM
It's like a season for every morning, besides that ticker down the hall...I have one of those tickers and never hear it except when I cannot sleep in the middle of the night, it's so loud...thank you for sharing your mornings.
Smith Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 9:05 AM
Thanks Ed...yes we can hear a pin drop when insomnia hits. Have a great Saturday
Chircop Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 8:56 AM
I am WoWed by these different mornings which all lead to one big emotion of longing and the other,of love.Superb,your heart is filled with beauty for tne one in your life.An enchanting poem and a favourite : )Charma
Smith Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 9:01 AM
Thanks Charma. Today there is sunshine : )...such a beautiful day....hugs Tim
Allison Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 8:55 AM
Simply stunningly romantic Tim -:-) Hugs Jan xx
Smith Avatar
March 28, 2015 at 8:59 AM
Thank Jan...hugs Tim
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