The Sunshine Poem by Sandra Osborne

The Sunshine

Rating: 3.2


When I was a child,
New and unmolded,
Tomorrow glistened with dew,
A spinning kaleidoscope
Of life.

As the world revolved,
I became cold
In the darkness;
Frightened of the false
Promises, I had believed
So strongly.

Breaking the ice
Is not easy,
It melts so slow.
But a planet revolves
About me, and I can feel
The sunshine.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Allen Vinal 08 December 2004

Brilliant little piece. Well framed.

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Herbert Nehrlich1 08 December 2004

Tell me that this is brand new! H

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