Good Morning

(or how to say hello to your wife)

I was once ticked off for saying good morning to my wife! I do know where she’s coming from, though; she said it made her feel like we were in a hotel and greeting each other at breakfast, as if we hadn’t been sleeping in the same bed (or at least pretending not to!).

This poem is by way of an explanation for her, why I need to say good morning and why it’s important always to acknowledge each other. And, yes, it’s true; I concede that I don’t always acknowledge her!

(Read the Poem)