Good Morning

Each morning I wake up,

I trace your lines aged with love.

A reminder of years we went through;

In good and bad that I still have you.

And slowly you’ll come to wake,

My hand you gently take;

Lay a kiss to begin the day,

And I fall in love – as I do always.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s