What Will I Call You - Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom
when the mourning breaks
through the vale of the night?
Shall I wake you up and call you darling
while in your arms I am laying,,
when the sun breaks through the curtain
and the sunlight over your face
gives you almost a halo;
I want to call you my angel
and the thought of waking you up
with thousands of kisses
come into my mind.
While your are sleeping
like a gentle baby
shall I get up and make you coffee
and let the aroma of the coffee wake you up,
or shall I just lie next to you
and listen to the beating of your heart,
or shall I call you sweetheart
and wake you up
just to tell you how much I do adore you?
With the sunlight on your face,
I will call you angel
on every mourning.
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