Sun of Yore
I woke and sunshine filled the room
Though dark, memories of sun pervaded the gloom
For yesterday, the world was bright
Warm rays danced on all in sight.
Yet as I stepped outside my door
A tinkling sound heard too often before
Ushered in the gray of winter days
Snuffing nearly all my inner rays.
Would that I could keep the sun of yore
No matter what greets me outside the door.
I’ll set what spark I have upon the hill
And gaze intently with all my will.
0 thoughts on “Thoughts on this Gray Dreary Day”
Love the poem. it is, in itself,
a ray of sunshine on such a gray day…
What a lovely thing to say! Thanks Jacquie!
Wonderful poem and art! Thank you for sharing that 🙂
Thanks so much Ann! Hope you’re having at least some snow to buffer the gray days up on the mountain!
I agree with Jacquie that the poem is a ray of sunshine all by itself calling us to make our own sunshine no matter the weather! Nice picture – it makes me think of taking time to mull things over and gather that sunshine within to save for less than sunny times.
Some days are harder than others to “make our own sunshine”…but at least it’s good to remind myself that I can work towards that! 🙂
A celebration song of ESPERANCE!
This is brilliant! Absolutely beautiful. 🙂
Thank you Violet! I appreciate your visits!
I could almost feel the sun on my face! Lovely poem!