Slow Heart Song

The morning birds outside the bedroom
Announce in Spring�s insistent tones
The night is done The sun is rising
Come dance in step To Nature�s song
We rise to greet the day together
Each to our own sleep walking pace
And as the curls of fog go drifting
I reach to stroke her silken face

The day�s begun she turns aside
We make the bed each to our side
Slowly touching sleep warm fingers
As we drift down the hall way stair
Mix with the lying smell of coffee
That never tastes as good to her
I settle back with cup in hand
I settle back in favorite chair
And as the details of the day
Reclip my stunted wings
I watch her do familiar things
And my heart slowly sings
My heart softly sings

Reviews

[Angelic Darkness]

This is such a simple poem with simple things most of us forget to enjoy.

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