Good Morning

I saw a trumpeter and a poet in an endless duet

Trumpeter was in rapture and so was the poet

A musician and a wordsmith in an endless song

They played for you and me, yes, all night long

I danced with you and you with me, oh, so good

The night was long and full of life just as it should

We dressed so well, me in black, and you in blue

I wake and the trumpeter and poet are me and you

Good morning.