☆°▪︎ A CRY OF SUNSHINE ▪︎°☆

Can

.

y

o

u

.

feel

it?

.

.

.

It

.

i

s

.

the

first

touch

.

o

f

.

sunshine,

felt

.

i

n

.

a

very

long

time . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

first

touch

.

o

f

.

sunshine,

felt

.

i

n

.

a

long

time . . .

.

.

.

Can

.

y

o

u

.

hear

it?

.

.

.

It

.

i

s

.

the

soothing

song

that

makes

.

y

o

u

.

smile,

.

a

n

d

.

sing

along . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

soothing

song

that

makes

.

y

o

u

.

smile,

.

a

n

d

.

sing

along . . .

.

.

.

Can

.

y

o

u

.

see

it?

.

.

.

It

.

i

s

.

the

warm

tears

.

o

f

.

hope,

when

you’ve

traveled

alone

.

a

n

d

.

wandered

far

from

home . . .

.

.

.

When

you’ve

traveled

alone . . .

.

.

.

When

you’ve

traveled

alone . . .

.

.

.

When

you’ve

traveled

alone . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

wandered

far

from

home . . .

.

.

.

b

u

t

begin

.

t

o

.

recognize

a

friendly,

familiar

road . . .

.

.

.

 ~ you

recognize

a

friendly,

familiar

road . . .

.

.

.

Can

.

y

o

u

.

breathe

it?

.

.

.

It

.

i

s

.

the

warming,

welcome

scent

.

o

f

.

the

place

.

y

o

u

.

used

.

t

o

.

go

.

t

o

.

slow,

.

a

n

d

.

let

your

spirit

show . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

place

.

y

o

u

.

used

.

t

o

.

go

.

t

o

.

let

your

spirit

show . . .

.

.

.

Each,

.

a

n

d

.

all,

.

a

n

d

.

every

type

.

o

f

.

warmth

.

a

n

d

.

kindness

left

behind . . .

.

.

.

remains

.

w

i

t

h

.

you

.

a

l

l

.

the

time . . .

.

.

.

 ~ every

warmth

.

a

n

d

.

kindness

left

behind . . .

.

.

.

remains

.

w

i

t

h

.

you

.

a

l

l

.

the

time . . .

.

.

.

s

o

feel

it . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

hear

it . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

see

it . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

breathe

it . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

every

warmth

.

a

n

d

.

kindness

left

behind . . .

.

.

.

every

warmth

.

a

n

d

.

kindness

left

behind . . .

.

.

.

every

warmth

.

a

n

d

.

kindness

left

behind . . .

.

.

.

remains

.

w

i

t

h

.

you

.

a

l

l

.

the

time.

Reflection: I played the wonderful gem of a song “Cold Comfort” by STRFKR in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.