He would call me his sunshine
The pat of feet across my floor
He would tug at my covers
He would climb the mountain that was my bed
He would pet my head and whisper in early morning hours
Wake up sunshine
Wake up
A muffle reply would greet him
Drowsy from late nights
My eyes would crack open to show I was awake
He would leave
The door would creak open
Screeching on hinges long over due for oil
He would stomp across the floor of my room
He would pet my head
Wake up sunshine
Wake up
A muffle reply would greet him
Half asleep still as the sun broken thought
My eyes would crack open to show I was awake
He would leave
The door would be thrown open
He would sprint across the floor
Leaping up that mountain
No more petting
No more whispers
WAKE UP SUNSHINE!
WAKEUP !
WAKEUP!
He screamed as he jumped on me.
He would not leave until I was upright
It was his mission given to him by the Warden of the house
and he would not fail.
Cause he loved his sunshine girl.
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