Morning,
The burnt toast in his mouth,
She buttoned his coat,
His work was down South...
Afternoon,
She sat,
Waiting for the phone call,
Dwindling with the hat...
Evening,
The table was set,
For the dinner date,
As the day was theirs...
At night,
He returns,
Closes the doors, 
Astonished, he turns,
The room was lit.
She stood there,
Looked at him with bliss,
The day of their wedding,
Again ended with a kiss....