Morning Sunrise

You wake up early, fresh face to the world
Rub your eyes and let out a big yawn
You snuggle into your pillow one more time
Twisting and turning, agitating yourself awake
You roll over and find my side of the bed empty
Your eyes widen, you now propped up by the elbows
And you find me there a the foot, rubbing you
With the widest of satisfied smiles on my face
You ask why I am so happy, it's just another day
I just say, "I love seeing my morning sunrise"

-B