--And he loved her.
For she was the Sun in the darkest places
Silently replacing the coldness on even the saddest faces
You could feel her warmth from miles away
Gliding through your presence on the chilliest of days
She emulated golden rays of hope and life
Warming up the hearts of those cut deep with life-like scythes
Her constant shine through the darkest days
Brought endurance and perseverance to those on the cloudiest of May's
YOU ARE READING
thoughts at 4 am
Poesíathose random thoughts that keep you up at night as you toss and turn, putting up your fight
