What's your favorite time of day?
Is it the morning?
When the sun rises and brings life to the dark sky,
slowly paints the world with color as it illuminates everything in its path.
Is the it the afternoon?
When the hour hand and minute hand converge,
places are full of life and laughter as the beacon of light reaches its peak.
Is it the night?
When the bustling city noise comes eventually to a halt,
and one can admire the lullaby of a hooting owl and crickets chirping.
No, my favorite time of day, is you.
Mornings with you.
When I get to wake up to a good morning text from you,
my half open eyes trying to form a coherent thought to text to you.
Afternoons with you.
Propping my phone up against my water bottle as I talk to you,
and get scolded for using it as support because I'm not drinking enough water.
Nights with you.
Laying in bed with the screen illuminating our faces,
as we talk to one another until sleep takes one of us.
YOU ARE READING
The Things I Never Said
PoetryA series of poems that follow the theme of things I've never said aloud. There are the things I think about late at night when I reflect on my day and the things that go on in my life. I have many thoughts on my mind, I have a lot of conversations w...
