I have some flowers picked for you,

But I have to give them to you in the morning 

Because they are morning flowers.

They smell so beautiful and so sweet,

And I can't wait for you to see them in the morning.

Take these petals in your hand,

Take a look, and understand.

Breathe deep the fragrance,

And then take me with you

Into the glory that is the morning.

I can almost see your heart,

Your dark eyes, the smile that starts

A million sparks of spring bouquets 

In the inception of My Love's bests,

And without warning, I forget

That you're not here, but maybe

Your spirit hovers near me,

Especially on cool, clear mornings.

-jenn