Little kisses

He is dusting and counting leaves and petals of a little sunflower and singing a lullaby. Last night you weren't home, and when you came, you slept in your dirty nightgown and smelly socks. Little kisses and tenderness for each leaf and petal. Sunflower goes to sleep with Sun. Sometimes during the night it turns its head facing sunrise. You get up grumpy and go outside to smoke your cigarettes and do not wake up till' you have your first coffee. Then you'll be able to say your good morning and serve breakfast. Good morning! I would like your little kisses. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Summer 2017