Sunshine Poem by mark anthony st. rose

You’re like walking sunshine;
Golden gleams glowing with every step,
Bursting beautifully at your seams
In perfect wonder, and I ponder…
Can anyone possess sunshine?
Come close enough to her blazing glory,
Be the hero that seals the romantic story,
Contain her heat and her burning urge?
Like when the soaring star and sun merge.
O to only possess sunshine,
What a great thought divine;
But again I ask, 'can anyone possess sunshine? ’




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