The Alarm goes off at 4 or 5, and he gets out of bed.
Grogily he prepares for the day, showering and shaving.
I wait quietly, warm under the covers, as he dresses.
I wait quietly, snug in our bed, waiting for him to kiss me good-bye.
I wait for his arrival hom for lunch to ask him what he wants for dinner.
I hope he is home on time so we can eat
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