She Says Good Morning

She's there waiting at the gate

Painted by the dawn

She's there waiting at the gate

As the velvet night sky is torn

She says, "Good morning"

I smile and say the same

She stands, waiting at the gate

Smiling at the rain

As I turn to wave to her

I wish I could remain

She says, "Good morning"

She's there waiting at the gate

Morning all she sees

Threading through a web of gas

The rain precedes the storm

Coughing on my way to work

Her smile keeps me warm

She said, "Good morning"

I smiled and said the same

She stands, waiting at the gate

A picture in my brain

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