I got to watch the sun come up with you on the horizon.
I got to see you gleaming through the clouds like you do
on any given day.
I got to experience how your eyes work
as you attempt to take in the morning glory,
each dew drop capturing your essence.
For once I got to see the lay of the land
through your widened pupils,
in your child-like ignorance.
Which, by nature, can only be so.
I sit upon the proverbial fence for you,
so that you can hear the cockerel crowning on
so early in the morning.
To be that bewildering sound
that puts a pep in your step.
and yet known by nature
I came in attached to you,
and I came out attached to you.
The thing is
if you came out
attached to me,
or at some point in between
ignorance and bliss.