Wake the Sun
I got to wake the sun this morning,
from my bed of silent dreams,
in the nonsense of my plans
for another day.
I drank coffee by the window,
unnoticed in my chair.
Looking back at her,
I couldn’t pull my eyes away,
but she did not see.
She’ll be busy when she rises,
shining down on others through the day.
But I’ll remember what she looked like
lying next to me.
© Copyright 2017 William S. Friday
Staggeringly beautiful.
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Thank you, Miss Weesha.
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Warm and touching..
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Thank you, Di.
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