Wednesday, January 12, 2022

nothing prepared me for this

when day comes, dawn with its hues 
I awake and look over at you 
morning sun playing songs I missed 
nothing ever prepared me for this 

I make the coffee as you stretch in bed 
shaking away dreams from your tousled head 
another day, a good morning kiss
nothing ever prepared me for this 

everyday, every night that we span
thanking God that I am where I am 
for love that shines, for this sweet bliss 
nothing ever prepared me for this

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful poem, it is amazing that we can never comprehend the extent of the love we sometimes experience .. ~

Poet Destroyer said...

the first stanza was beautiful.. a lovely and sweet write this one is, enjoyed!