Shadows In The Light Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The sun peeps through, a brand new day,
I stretch and rise, in my own way.
My little room, a cozy space,
A simple joy, a gentle grace.

To move my limbs, to stand up tall,
To answer nature's quiet call.
To pick my clothes, to make my toast,
Small things I treasure, more than most.

For lately, life felt like a storm,
And keeping myself safe and warm,
Was hard to do, a struggle deep,
While silent tears I used to weep.

But even now, the days are bright,
Though shadows linger in the light.
A loneliness, a missing piece,
A quiet ache that finds no ease.

Yet hope, a spark, a tiny flame,
Whispers your sweet and precious name.
It fuels a dream, a gentle plea,
For peace to bloom, with you and me.