a dedicated patience

after the eyes open up there is a thankful
desire to let you rest so i silently slip out
ending my sneak in front of a caffeine machine
during the time when light breaks the sky
it couldn’t be possible for you to curl up cuter
clasping the blanket and cradling your chin
along the thighs your small puppy sighs up at me
trying to sneak a snack while the brewing steams
eloquent silence bringing about a new opening tune
doing my best to breakfast all quiet style
persuaded to sip my drink on the front porch
appreciating that i am on grandpa’s favorite deck chair
tasting warm and seeing a couple birds swoop around
in the search for morning eats and playtime puddles
endlessly fluttering and barely touching into song
now a sound rises to a rustle and stir
coming out the bedroom all shuffle and yawn
eager to kiss you good morning
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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