A Good Morning: A Poem

A Good Morning: A Poem

Happy rays of sunlight

Warms my cool skin

And we’ve passed through another night

And feelings of content spread from within

 

The world comes alive

The scents pass through the open glass

A smell that makes my soul thrive

Is that of fresh cut grass.

 

The oscillating breeze has brought

The fragrance of jasmine on its current

Inspiring me with a casual thought

This thought quickly becomes a torrent.

 

I stretched and yawned as I woke

And got out of bed without an ache

Sweet nothings to her ear I spoke

And kissed her gently awake.

 

Her hand to my face with a reach

A loving caress upon my cheek

Her beauty still steals my breath and speech

But somehow I find my voice and speak

 

 

I speak a speech of nothing but coo

Her kiss took away my words from the start

And she opened her eyes of the deepest blue

And lost me in the love of my heart.

 

From here nothing else matters to me

I can get lost in the smell of her skin

But it’s so hard for me to see

How her love I was able to win.

 

But I stop this line of thought

Before it goes too far

To me her love is happiness she brought

And I thank my lucky star.

 

As I know I always should

Things like this creep up without warning

And when it does it’s always good

For this was a good morning.

 

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