My first phone call of the day is to him
My first lauding of the day is to him
My first thought of the day is of him
My first dance of the day is for him
My first dialogue of the day is with him
My first babble of the day is with him
All these fixes onto the wheels of my day
He takes the driver’s seat and steps on the gas
*Inspired by the text prompt
There is much adoration of the “him” in this poem. This reader wonders who it might be. It’s a mystery.