Where is my sunshine?
clouds, beautiful as they are
still cover up my sunshine
when he's gone
days are long
I see his glimmer through the rain
then it stops
like clear raindrops
all that's left are salted eyes
wet and misty
looking up into the skies
for my sunshine to arise
and come to meet me
for our coffee
until then
ain't no sunshine
til he comes
Genice Lorraine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Genice, this is so lovely! Don't know if you're old enough to remember it (unless you listen to Oldies Music, or had a parent who played this song) , but Bill Withers had a blue-sy song ' Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone' that was quite famous. Your last bit sounds similar. You could watc/ listen to the song on youtube. Keep writing great poetry!