March 25, 2012



You wake my senses with loving charm as you caress my sleeping form, that brings me out a deep slumber you wake me to the light of an early morn

Sleepy eyed I look at you
excitement stirs within your heart,
knowing I am now awake
brightens your waiting day to start

Each morning you come to me
touching my closed eye or my cheek,
some days you lean against my side
finding your own safe place to sleep

And, some morns I wake upon my own
wondering if you forgot me that day,
how silly am I for there you come
you hear me stir as I get up my way -

my Gracie