In the morning…

I love the way I see you in the morning.

Your face as pure and unpainted

The pain from the morning distress

The lines from the linens pressed

Unsightly and not presentable is false

Real and my companion for life

I can see the smiles and the laughter

Mixed in the blahs of morning after

You are a soul mate that refreshes me

When I really would rather shut down

You nourish me with a great song

One that I take with me all day long.

by Dave Schipper (c) 2019 Rose Riversongs


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