Sofa slats squeaking
Immaculate downward dog
Daily shake to wake
Two types of people
I’m hitting the alarm clock
While he pours coffee
And she tiptoes in
Wet nose to my sleepy cheek
Already impatient
Then we three align
Settle into our daily bliss
Too sweet to feel fair
Sharing the morning
Caffeinating, her waiting
Safest place of all
A natural dozer
But for her, I’m out of bed
Stepping into light
Into a green world
We wander and meander
Chasing butterflies
Sometimes I think of
Her life before us, how strange
Out there all along
We all have past lives
That fade slowly, then dissolve
That don’t matter now
I hated mornings
Until my morning friend came
Brought them back to life
It’s symbiosis
Her day can’t start without me
Nor mine without her
I can never ask
Does she love this like I do
I just have to hope.