Wondrous View
Kiss my sleeping eyelids
Bring me back into the light
You always are the first one
To wake from every night
Breakfast in the bedroom
With coffee steaming hot
Bacon and fried mushrooms
Oh you do spoil me a lot
Later in the garden
Digging up the weeds
Trimming all the bushes
Planting our new seeds
You clutch your back and hobble
Calling out my name
I'm soon there to support you
Comfort you from pain
Next I run the hot tub
And help you to get in
Gently give your neck a wash
Then pat you dry again
I cherish many moments
That we have spent like this
You produce the breakfast
I massage you and kiss
Your lovely sleeping eyelids
As I settle next to you
And before I turn the lights out
I bless this wondrous view
(c) Rhumour
May 30th 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely expressed. Thanks for sharing this experience.