Something More Poem by Edwina Reizer

Something More



All the things that come our way
do not make a sunny day.
But when those days of sun vacate
don't let your tears saturate
the fire within
that can start a grin.
For life's too short and brings remorse
when you believe that the sun
is the only source
of joy.

Saturday, September 4, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: sun
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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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