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Mornings Were The Best
by Charles J HannanMy eyelids slowly open
To reveal a beautiful woman
You standing there smiling
Saying "I made pancakes and coffee"
And I know I'm cared for
A love growing stronger every day
Just those words
Are etched in my mind
How we click is so wonderful
And the coffee pours
Your dad and I picking at you
In fun
Because we care so much
A rare event, us together
We have to make the best of this
It goes by so quickly...life
Cherishing every moment
And the syrup pours
But you have yours with sugar
And rolled like a burrito
It's the little things
I can never forget
Soft sounds from the radio play
As the dj talks about the locals
with intermittent Christmas songs
And our coversation pours
05/02/2003 Posted on 05/02/2003
Copyright © 2024 Charles J Hannan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 05/02/03 at 04:14 PM I can't believe how vivid indeed these little things still are!! Such an alive memory! |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 05/02/03 at 04:22 PM nice warm mornings... full of love; you evoke a lovely window into that scene |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 05/02/03 at 04:42 PM This is warm and touching :) Sounds like you have someone very special! |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 05/10/03 at 04:27 AM warm and mushy feelings from this poem! good job |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/10/03 at 03:43 PM such mornings are really the best! |
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