The Winter Sun

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Like the most pleasant thing in winters is the sun...while you go through the following lines, I hope you are reminded of what or who makes you smile in the middle of daily mess..who/what is your winter sun :)

Through the gloomy dark clouds
And the cold blanket that surrounds
Through day and through night
Pull me away from dusk
Into surreal sunshine
I long for light.

All shrieks and screech
That strike me loud
Sound of agony within
Or creepy cry from far
I long for calm.

As the walk gets tough
And The path too rough
Frosty cold air sends shivers athwart
I long for warmth

A soulless body longing for hope
A hopeless breath longing for soul
For a moment to spread my palms
And for eyes to take a bow
Come soon and whisper a smile
Come soon my winter sun…

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