“MORNING RITUAL!” a poem A. M. – Friday February 22, 2019
(1) The-alarm sounds once, and thoughts of you,
Come to-me and I am blue,
Because you are not here in bed,
But I remember, you’ve-often said:
You’re always with-me, so-I-close-my-eyes,
And breathe and sigh, as my body lies!
(2) And, again, it rings! Shall I arise?
I’ll wipe away my tear; it’s wise,
To start the day – and hope the best,
Is always ours! I’ve had my rest!
To strength body – and-still the mind;
Time-to-greet-the-day – and to-be kind,
To-my-little-self, with-an easy pace,
As-I-once-more join the human race!
(3) Once more! It comes, and-I-ask what-you,
Would have your tiny dancer do;
I think you’d say: “Keep courage strong;
I-will be with you before long –
In body, as-well-as-thought, my Love!”
Yes, you’ll be here – here, just above,
My face, and-there’ll-be-gentle-kissing;
Now, my touch – you might…
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