The Morning

As the suns rays hit my closed eyes
I am slowly pulled from my dreams
Beginning to remember my prize
Who is not awake it seems

I inhale the fresh morning air
Slowly exhaling my sleep away
A smile on my face starts to declare
My excitement for the new day

I look at the pillow next to me
And watch as he sleeps with peace
The one who holds my heart key
And put my sadness to a cease

The silence I hesitate to break
Not wanting to wake my love
So quietly my way I make
Hoping that I am not undreamt of