Friday, June 12, 2015

Here Comes the Sun

The rains rolled in like thunder, 
and when it was quiet 
I saw only you. 
You, 
as you have never been able 
to see yourself. 
Like you are the first star 
in the blackest sky, 
and the last ember 
in a dying fire. 
You, 
the everything that I was missing. 
The rains rolled in like thunder, 
and as they subsided 
I saw only you. 
You, 
standing tall, 
impervious to the threats 
the sky shouted down at you. 
You, 
two arms and a smile 
looking so much like home. 
You are the reason that I know 
the sun will shine again.

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