A Morning Hug

As I hug her I say, “Thank you, Lord,”

for bestowing this woman up me.

She is pretty and smart, and can whip up

some fantastic eggs and potatoes with onions

in the kitchen. She smiles, as I say this, and gives

me a kiss on the forehead. Sometimes,

you eventually land in the right place

and one of the best things about this is that you know it.