The sun is warm, chasing away the cold inside my bones,
And making me feel welcome and okay.
Yeah, I love the sun, I wish it would be sunny always,
Letting there being something for me.
Optimistically, the sun is my savior, my relief,
Relief that is becoming too rare.
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Taylor Poems
PoetryNames have power. A name can say so many things about a person. Names are revealing. Secrets can hide in them. Unimaginable sorrows and thoughts may be lost inside a name.
