Sunshine days are here
arriving at last.
Long overdue in silence
gleeming through the fogs' mist
they sing out
heartsongs that are awaiting


Fresh winter snow is gone
and  the geese have all flown
faraway  to seasons blown.
Over the hill and into the dusk I go
seasonal change comes
over my wind blown face


Eternity is near and poetry rings clear
sending whispers on mountain peaks
for all who want to seek.
A truer calling of life's heartsongs.
Blow ol' winds of the north
to the western plains
and  the coastal waterways


So my spirit  can refresh itself
along  the waves of time.
Always remembering 
Life
Love
And you..
Sunshine Days
(c) copyrighted 2001 southwestpoet  (all rights reserved)
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