The funeral directors lay the day to rest

With a toast to the sunset

And a ritualistic sigh,

But I am an obstetrician.

I pay no mind to the end of day.

I rise at dawn and celebrate 

The birth of something new,

Spank the morning,

And cry with joy,

Breathe my first deep draw 

Of love and say,

"Good morning to you Love!

Good morning to you... again."

-jenn