You First

Rays of sunshine on my leaves.
I wake up and feel the dew running away from me.
I wake up first and wait for you.
Will you be late? I want you to caress my drops,
I save them all for you.
I know you are thirsty.
Hurry. You are the first to taste my love,
you are the first to wake up under my shadow,
you are the first to be green,
you are the first to shine,
you are the first to see the rays of sunshine on my leaves.

Poetry Month

This is very cool. April is Poetry Month and there is a literary challenge out there: write one poem every day in April. That's awesome! I am still working on finishing the 50 days, 50 writings, so this is really exciting. So, the poems you will be seeing here are also part of the April challenge...