I love you because I do not have to beat the Sun out of bed.
I love you for scrambled eggs and toast and tea, eaten leisurely.
I love you for impromptu dance parties as the day begins.
I love you for blog and flicker perusals in my pyjamas.
I love you for Uno tournaments and Pickwick Papers.
I love you for knitting and online TV.
I love you for all the cleaning and tidying yet to come.
And when this weekend ends I will but love you better Monday morning.