Good Morning Wales
There is a closeness I feel here in Wales, a kind of warmth and the absence of empty has created a mysterious intimacy in which we will never need to know privacy because it just exist here.
Being here with you is the ultimate familiarity and of superior fate.
When you already know the things that I love, but asking anyway; when you take me for long drives to the see the Gower, Oxwich Bay, Japanese Food, letting me prepare your breakfast, after letting me sleep in all morning;
And when he brings me Daffodils; that’s when I have to say, “Good Morning Wales,” every morning and that’s why I love you.