This Morning

This morning we woke together,

your smile a resting feather,

almost taking flight before my

eyes.

You cried your normal river,

but this one differed in flow,

converging to meet mine.

We shared tearful replies,

but not before earfuls of jibes,

spoken in unison—

“What took you so long?”

—

Whispered together—

“I am here now.”

—JG©2026