Falling in Love Every Day

Don't you just love the 'newness' of morning; the hope of this Stranger-Friend as we meet for the first time, every time?!

Cyndy got me to thinking how, in a sense I fall in love every day!

Sometimes you disappoint me so

Your coat of dowdy cloudy-gray

Is tugged from you and tossed away

And I am glad to see you go

And yet, in spite of it I know

 I’ll fall in love, come morning’s Day

There’s something’ bout the ‘new’ of you

That I simply cannot resist

From yonder blue you woo, God-kissed

And melt the night with bright-eyed hue

Stranger, yet Friend I fall into

The brand-new you that Time untwists

Night helps me to relinquish all

I cannot change and frees my arms

For morning filled with virgin charms

Where you are waiting handsome-tall

Your ‘could-have-been’ pinned to Past’s wall

...into outstretched First Love I fall

© Janet Martin