on a Sunday morning

i woke up today with something to say

but you were not here to hear it

i wanted to say “ Good-morning “

and kiss your lips

and stroke your hair

i wanted to say “ What did you dream? “

and laugh or cry

and smile with you

i wanted to say “ I love you “

and have you say it back to me

  its Sunday morning

  its 10:35

  but you are not here

  

  just a yawn

  and silence