In the morning, in the light,

I love you day and night,

Isn’t it good, isn’t it right.

No matter when it seems,

It’s easy to dream —

Love’s sweet dreams.

This amazing feeling flies,

Blazing across the skies,

In the sunset; sunrise.

(In darkness, out of sight,

I worry if it’s right

Our comet in the night.)

In the morning, in the light,

Isn’t it good, isn’t it right,

I love you day and night.

Categories: Poetry, Selection: 2010 - 2015