I Hope You Know

Every morning starts with you.

Before coffee.

Before prayer.

I can’t help but see you before

I open my eyes in a dark room.

After prayer.

After coffee.

There you remain—

anchored.

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Because you never left,

you stayed tucked in the corner.

Patiently allowing me to finish my story,

so you can have my full attention.

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You quietly pull up a chair

and wait.

Until I notice you’re there—

still.