Good morning my beautiful angel, my mornings are brighter by you,

In the depth of pain’s darkness a light of radiance comes shining through,

The rust covering what I once was takes on a new sheen all its own,

From the radiance of your gold I elevate to silver, time together has shown,

Birds of colored feathers and hue sing beautifully in your world’s morning,

So beautiful is the sound as they seek mates with their melodic whistling,

If I was a songbird I would fly high to sing loud and announce my love for you,

A song never heard written for one angel alone, I would sing of our love so true,

A songbird I am not, but a poet I attempt to be thus I write these words,

Instead I will hold you and bask in your love as we listen to song birds,

My day has begun in wonderful form brought to me by angel’s kiss,

At day’s end the night will begin wrapped in my angel to end the day in bliss.

By Pat for Patti