A streak of sunshine enters my life;
through the chink between the curtains,
that guard the windows from my sight.
Immersed in darkness,
like many a soul-
I crave that brightness
that comes in through the hole.
The light illuminates the dust,
my life is all about-
But I'd rather not concentrate on that,
and soak myself in the warmth,
In and out.
And believe me, 'tis true.
life will always be hard-
and challenges, endless too,
But that single streak of sunshine-
is what will make you last.
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Out of many, this poem is one of my favourites. I relate to it on so many levels....even now, after so many years.
Thank you so much for giving this a read! Your support means a lot.♥
Take love.
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