Morning Glory.

Goldfinch60



The time is so special,

Up early in the morning,

The radio goes on,

Classical music fills the room.

I sit and write words

And get completely lost,

Lost in my own world.

That time may only last an hour,

But sometimes it is two,

Which is wonderful.

A time for me to write my words,

Or read the words of others,

And listen to music.

The day then has to start

As my lover arises,

And I am once more with her,

With her in her own world,

Her own world of dementia.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 15th, 2019 02:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just another day.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 24
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Comments5

  • Michael Edwards

    These are the times I also treasure - my time. And more to come - I will be out painting today - Tuesday is always a special day for me. I will also be seeing the lady who saved my life just a couple of months ago - now a very special friend. Tonight with my wonderful wife doing bags of damn all. Who could ask for more. But life hasn't always been easy - it's taken hard work and never giving in.

    • Goldfinch60

      Sounds like a great day Michael, may they never stop.

    • orchidee

      A fine yet sad write too Gold. 'Thinking' even came into a telly soap. A guy said 'Thinking; ooh you don't wanna do too much of that; it can lead to all sorts of trouble!' lol.

      • Goldfinch60

        Thanks Orchi, each day has its wonderful moments.

      • ANGELA & BRIAN

        Thanks UNCLE ANDY : You are a great BLESSING each day to us Younger Ones whose lives are STUCTURED and care free ! Love B R awesome tune it stirs the Heart & Spirit and Mind where the lyrics linger. Love the POEM and your ever loving tribute to JOYCE ~ AMEN !
        Love & Blessings to you BOTH :
        ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

      • dusk arising

        Your times of peace and reflection bring out the you we all see here.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Reading this brought tears to my eyes Goldi - your love for sweetheart is outstanding and must give her so much comfort. Keep that special time of early listening and reading so you can feel strengthened for what the day brings - - what a number you chose too - one of my favourites.



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