I wish I rise every morning to
the early sunshine,
and wish it would still be my
‘ME’ time on bed;
should there be something more
than just taking some time out,
I wish those mornings be like
before...
The sun I wake up to, was
already kissing my forehead
his 'good morning baby' was the
first morning song to my hears
softly when the blanket moves
down from my face,
that bright smile outshines my whole day
out
Every 'ME' time in the
bed, was thoughtful in his arms,
somethings about me, somethings
about him and
somethings about the future us;
it wasn’t just deep, he was also
too profound
That little care he expressed,
while eating, sleeping and chores;
was like a father or a brother
whose hands I always hold,
he did everything to see that
smile on my face,
from silly sorry thing to funny,
childish face
There were never a day that I wasn’t
bored
till he returned from work, I
paced around the doors
Should there be a minute
mismatched on arrival;
my heart pounds and prays for no
trouble
Then there are tantrums that he
bears from me
Just like my mother he cares for
me
assumes I'm tired doing errands
at home
he oils my hair and puts me to
sleep, after a comb
Yet again, we kiss our nights
away,
some laughs, some giggles,
some tears, some sorrows
up and down, our pillow time
would sway
I wish I rise every morning to
the early sunshine,
and wish it would still be my
morning me time on bed;
should there be something more
than just taking my time out,
I wish those mornings be like
before...
