Brightness on a Dreary Morn

A poem by
   Kaye Cunningham
   01/28/98


The cloudy sky overcast and grey,
passed before my windowpane today.
The sunlight attempted to filter through
but my thoughts still returned to you.

The trees stand bare in winter's cloak,
not a sign of green the branches evoke,
standing naked against the sky
but you still linger in this mind's eye.

The flowers die in the freezing rain,
covered with mulch to bloom new again
when the sun shines forth in springtime's show
but my thoughts stay on you, bright and aglow.

The day maybe cloudy and gloomy to some
It may seem to others a day full of glum
For without a brightness that shines like the sun,
thoughts turn to sadness and the weight like a ton.

But there is a lightness surrounding my heart,
that the dreary day will not shorn apart.
A sunray of laughter, a radiant beam
shining back and smiling at me.
A sweetheart of brightness to make my day right
a kiss, an embrace, to give my day light.


© 1998 - kaye Cunningham

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