Catch the prompt as it flies over…

…

In the stale air of the morning,

You are needed.

An ache to be kneaded,

In this broken dawning.

In the light of your kindness,

I am bold,

To never fold,

Such passion seems mindless.

In the end of this day,

We do rest,

So I can attest,

There is no decay.

Such is your care,

We dream clear,

To be freer,

So all of us can bear.

…

Love you R

❤️