In The Morning Poem by Robert Rorabeck

And then they said that there
Were planets too far away to touch—
But I am still right here,
Or lying down in bed—
The sun comes up over old men and
Their daughters—
Boys skip school and adventure
Down some rivers—
I seem to touch you in my absence—
In the mind that can get lost anywhere—
They've taken down all of
The tall swings in the county—
My girlfriend is and ever shall be
In love him her husband,
But my child grows in my wife's belly—
And the waves seem like spears—
Splashing as they cut—
Nobody notices their clever operations
Underneath the helicopters—
Death takes time off to spend an anniversary
In Hawaii,
And he knows her name, but she doesn't
Call—he will come for her anyways,
Sooner or later,
And sleep on her roof,
Whether her front door is green or blue—
And the children will come into the school
In the morning,
As the alligators sleep in the canal.