May 18, 2000

Morning Memories

Waking at the break of morning,
Memories pass without warning.
Opening my eyes, I clearly see,
Images of only you and me.

Throughout the day I reflect on you,
Rose petal softness touched by morning dew.
Your swanlike grace and ornamental poise,
Give spendor and unite all life's joys.

Together combined, are strength and grace,
Bound by love to win life's race.
And in the shadows of my mind,
You and me together are what I find!