Good Morning Friend
"Good morning, friend", she said in a gentle tone.
You could tell there was a smile in her voice.
But there was no one else in the room with her.
She splashed hot water across her face, watching
the droplets glide down her flushed, morning cheeks.
This was a first. A beautiful first.
She peered directly into her brown eyes,
gazing back at her in the mirror's reflection.
She smiled. And whispered,
"Dance with me".