And in the
Dark I sit
Waiting for the
World to awaken
You beside me
Still sleeping dreaming
What I wonder
Me awake wishing
You to stir
Like a spoon
In my coffee
But dare I
Not for you
Roar to life
Like a thundering
Chainsaw it’s best
To let you
Sleep like kittens
Oh the morning
Is blue blue
Blue blue like
A Robins next
Surrounded by green
Such colors like
The wet pallet
Of a fresh
Artist crisp like
Jelly beans everything
Is sweet today
Even my eyes
Having been blessed
By this glory
We think that
We feel a
Certain way when
In reality it’s
Just a thought
When you’re blue
Listen to the
Laughter of children
The bark of
A dog smell
A flower and
Hug a tree
These are the
Things of happiness
Not your mind
I’m happy for
No reason like
A child is
Happy simply to
Be outside or
Happy simply knowing
That there are
Presents at Christmas
Happy for everyone
Getting one it’s
A blessed feeling
Knowing that the
Angels kissed me
Last night granting
Me my wishes
It’s early and
Like a child
I wipe away
Sleep finally being
Moored to morning
I realize like
An adventurer that
What I dreamed
Is different from
What I see
In dreams I
Remembered you familiar
But now this
New world is
Absent of you
I must conquer
This new land
Alone and discover
Other potential treasures
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 