I wrote this as an incantation, a mantra, a promise and a focus as we struggle to reach home.

I see it as an exchange between a ranger and the one who waited for him, fighting on elsewhere. There are some lovers who cannot be separated by little things like time and space, especially if they can meet in their dreams. But I also wrote it for friends, or brothers, or anyone who is separated from their heart and longs to come home.

Later it evolved into a promise made to a little one that no matter what, you will, indeed, still be there in the morning.

To my great delight, you can see this poem featured in Avon's story Promises To Keep, and in Shadow975's epic An End To Innocence.