Some days the sun wakes feeling good
And stretching down, a smile upon its face,
It reaches out and pulls aside the clouds
To cast its light on each forgotten place.
We feel its warming breath upon our skin
And gladdened do not linger in our beds
But rise to meet that beckoning day
A summer lightness in our heads.
And memory's made of days like this
When gracious sun bestows its kiss.
Remembered days, each sweet as this.
Our childhood days when school was out
And time was ours and we were free.
Or watching children of our own who play
And giggle, sun warmed, blissfully.
We need the sun to cheer our sky
So may it shine on you today.
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Second Wind
PoésieHighest rank #12 in Poetry Second Wind is an eclectic collection of mostly light hearted poems but often has a serious message and takes the occasional side swipe at politicians and those in power.
