The morning sun. Original poem.

in OCD2 months ago



The morning sun.


Every time i wake up in the morning,
it is with a very sincere smile
because I have the immense fortune
to contemplate you by my side
and I feel that the rays of the sun
come from your face in the form of life.

The little birds with their songs
make the horizon mine,
and then I thank God
for the happiness of that you are
my beautiful and loving wife.

And I say with heartfelt emotion:
Good morning, my wonderful starshine!!