This Is What the Day Is For

This is what the day is for Bathing in the sun’s glow Its warm fingers dancing, hugging Hearing familial sounds Now whispered heart-to-heart Later echoing room-to-room Breathing in and out Breakfast’s fragrant aromas The counter’s stools emptying Like the ocean’s waves Who emerge then converge Meeting again on the beach Like nature’s cocoon Each day Is held tightly Waiting to be unwrapped Like sweet and sticky candy In a small child’s clenched fist It begs to be opened and savored Untie the gift’s bow Let the ribbons fall where they may This is what the night is for Drifting outward and downward Pillowed by the wave’s emotion Feeling the day’s sweet residue Like a roll of lifesavers Spinning red, orange and yellow Prayers of thanksgiving Always giving thanks Happy Birthday, Maureen Sunday, September 20, 2015 Kdkroll