Morning Greets Me

Morning greets me 
with thoughts of you,  
like the first light 
slipping through the blinds,  
soft and insistent,  
gently waking me from dreams  
where you’ve lingered all night.

Your presence is the warmth in the sunrise,  
a gentle touch that stirs my heart,  
even before the world stirs awake.  
In the stillness of dawn,  
it’s your face I see,  
your voice I hear 
in the quiet hum 
of the day beginning.

Each thought of you is like a ray of sunlight,  
brightening the path ahead,  
filling the spaces of my mind  
with a sweetness that only you can bring.

I rise, not just to the day,  
but to the thought of you,  
carried in the morning breeze,  
in the song of the birds,  
in the fresh promise 
of the hours yet to unfold.

Morning greets me with thoughts of you,  
and in that greeting,  
I find my joy,  
my reason to embrace the day,  
knowing that somewhere,  
under the same sky,  
you’re starting your day too,  
perhaps with thoughts of me