The morning comes
I hear you calling, and you smile as you see me coming.
How can you be so wide awake so early?
I take you outside onto the balcony to greet the new day
Hello new day; what will we do today? What will we learn today?
We listen to Chopin
I drink coffee and eat your face
You perched on my shoulder; we go over the newspapers together
It’s always the same news, but sometimes there’s a good story hey Yoni?
Maybe one day we won’t read the papers so much, and we’ll think of other things.