ACROSS THE MILES

MORNING HAS BROKEN

At the break of dawn he stirs me up
Wake up, he says it  is early morn.
My eyelids are heavy, I cannot open them up
The spirit is strong, but my body says sleep on.
After an enduring few minutes, the heavy eyelids lift
I see that the morning sun has risen ,the room is well lit.

Are you up he calls
Come over and sit
by the computer , so that we can just sip.
The aroma of the coffee awakens me more
The thought of him waiting for me, takes me to the door.

Together we sit, coffee cups in hand
As he reads out aloud the news of  the land.
From the New York times, then spanning the globe to India today.
He looks at me and says, this is the best time of the day
I would not want it any other way.
I agree, silently nodding my head.
It is time well spent,even if I had to get out of bed.

I think to my self, it is well worth the less sleep.
just to sit by him and follow the news,
sometimes its a game of trivia or hangman
sometimes it is just listening to a tune.

I am just fortunate enough to spend some time with him,
before he hits the freeway ,and is gone for the day.