Mar 2021
Morning.
My hot coffee awaits.
Sweeten it with kisses.
Soothe my soul
With so soft sounds.
A chuckle is a tickle.
Laughter the ******.
Love becomes laughter,
Laughter becomes love.
A giggle with a snuggle,
A musical, singing sigh.
We say so much without a word,
But draw closer,
You and I.
My hot coffee awaits.
Sweeten it with kisses.
Soothe my soul
With so soft sounds.
A chuckle is a tickle.
Laughter the ******.
Love becomes laughter,
Laughter becomes love.
A giggle with a snuggle,
A musical, singing sigh.
We say so much without a word,
But draw closer,
You and I.
I did not know what this poem was until I watched Anna with her little girl playing, and then I had to rewrite it to make it just right.
