The mornings now arrive dressed in feelings
Weaved by pure intentions and endless care
With the arms of sunshine wrapped around me
In a house surrounded by faces that seems like music
Allowing my days to fully breathe
To adopt to a rhythm of a heart
That delivers me to you
There is a poem in how you grow close to me
It’s as deep as the oceans and the roots
Running forever in the direction of us
To feed our now and birth our forevermore
And when our tomorrow comes
She will remember us
Just as much as we let it remember us.
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