Mornings (with Love)

I flutter in joy while the cool day awakens.
Sunlight brushed my hair as I slide in crisp linens.

Thankful we're so blessed, starting the day with prayer.
Wake the child in me, sharing each day of laughter.

When you lean towards me and whisper "I love you.."
My mind records moments of happiness so true.

You hold my hand with warmth and look right into me.
I see much in brown eyes, looks of sincerity.

I open my eyes, there, everything I prayed for.
Everyday I fall for the greatest gift of all.