Taken For Granted

Remember all you see each day All the things that are around you and Keep close to all the friends you have in the bubble that surrounds you Simple gestures, little things The stuff that's out of sight, most days it flows on by without a look in the bubble that surrounds you Don't ever take for granted anything you have and hold It's only through respect and love, that straw can turn to gold You're my first though in the morning dear, up with the rising son You're the last thing that I think about, when the moon says day is done I never say "I love you" dear not as much as I guess I should do After time it is an unsaid thing although you know I still do A gentle kiss upon the lips as you are on your way forgotten in the winds of time, but just enough to say the words now left unspoken as we trundle through our life Now, a touch, or look's "I love you for saying yes to be my wife" Breathing, seeing, hearing things the smell of coffee brewing things we never think about and vows that need renewing There'll be a day when I wake up And you just might not be there If I don't treat you like I ought to now I have to show you that I care Don't ever take for granted anything you have and hold It's only through respect and love, that straw can turn to gold You're my first though in the morning dear, up with the rising son You're the last thing that I think about, when the moon says day is done Roger Turner - Poet