A Sugarcaning

Such a morning in you right now -

Sunrise in your voice.
When I see you, 
I'll be like a berry.
Grow fat in the sun, 
"as if storing sunshine for 
The cold months ahead,” 
as Alexa Weibel put it.
Recently you said to me
That I feel like home,
That you want to come home.
But you are what you eat, or
More accurately, you are
If you eat.
And if you don't intend to keep
Something alive,
Then don't feed it.
Sometimes you give the best 
Of yourself to others.
I get the leftovers.
I'm a safe harbor I guess. 
Go play but then come home. 
Don't forget where home is. 
Is it easy to leave me alone?
I have memories of my 
Days in your sun. 
A new day has begun,

But I'll still take a moment for us

Over a minute with you.