In the Morning

In the Morning

When I open the Window in the morning

Sun light comes and talks to the flowers in my little vase

They giggled together for a while

While My coffee maker tries to be a part of the conversation


All the beloved ones alive and dead

Arrive to the morning coffee table together

And share their singing their favorite poems

Then I hear, Remember, in that familiar husky voice

When all the voices sing the refrains

Yea we remember,

Lord we remember,

Yes we remember


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