She Remembers Me when I was Younger...
She wakes, stretching, hair tangled, two fingers tucked in mouth, big beautiful eyes, she looks as if surprised at first then she melts into a contagious smile. Floating, or is it bouncing, energized, peering down at you as if she wasn’t expecting you there. Hi sis! Wet smooches glisten her melodious ‘good morning sis,’ and with a hug, she twirls off, the light of day spreads across my heart, this is what waking up should be…