One sunny morning
I'll wake up in San Francisco
my permanent home
I'll wake with a smile on my face
And one sunny morning
I'll stare into that sun
and write my poems down
with quills and rose scented paper
One sunny morning
I'll drink with the best of them
and talk philosophy with a beautiful novice
and write about his smile
One sunny morning
I'll take visits down to France
and fall in love with you again
and let you read my art
One sunny morning
I'll taste blue lakes
and feel warm winds
and never cry again
One sunny morning
I swear
I'll be a morning person
because you'll be there
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 3:30 PM UTC
One sunny morning
I'll wake up in San Francisco
my permanent home
I'll wake with a smile on my face
And one sunny morning
I'll stare into that sun
and write my poems down
with quills and rose scented paper
One sunny morning
I'll drink with the best of them
and talk philosophy with a beautiful novice
and write about his smile
One sunny morning
I'll take visits down to France
and fall in love with you again
and let you read my art
One sunny morning
I'll taste blue lakes
and feel warm winds
and never cry again
One sunny morning
I swear
I'll be a morning person
because you'll be there
© Erin Mason 2014
