Dreaming

I scrunched my pillow and held it tight
as if I was kissing you good night ,
only to wake with the morning sun
and dreams of sweet delight.

I smiled as I whispered your name
even though it sounds a bit insane,
with wishes of true happiness to
quickly infiltrate your day.

Time takes to passing by
like a ship caught up at sea
and I find myself daydreaming
you here with me.

I scrunched my pillow and held it tight
as if I were kissing you good night,
only to wake with the morning su
and dreams of sweet delight.

~
The season we call spring is not cooperating this year as temperatures are in the below normal range. Though the birds especially the golden finches are molting and getting their golden color of summer. Wish I was ever so optimistic as I stay hidden under the blanket a little longer this morning. I need a push or pull ... as the rooster calls out for breakfast.