The sun was bright today
The world was cold
My hopes were taken in a sunny chilly wind.
Sad as winter’s darkness, bright as new beginning.
The spring turns the season as I turn the page.
Home I look for
In the help I’ll seek
I’ll find it dancing in my song
Singing in the movement of my feet
Waving in the breezes and the colors of a dawning
And the laughter of the clouds that greet the warming afternoon.
My evening will not come
Until I’m ready.
mtomas3 