Look for me
on the edge of the sun
in the blend of yellow and blue
and white,
on the edge.
I’ll be on the edge
waiting for you.
I live my life through the words I write
Look for me
on the edge of the sun
in the blend of yellow and blue
and white,
on the edge.
I’ll be on the edge
waiting for you.
Out beyond the trees
still blackened with the shadows of night
there is blue sky
and a sun rising, to meet us.
There is always light.
The sun has come up today
just as the song promised yesterday
it would.
Watch, stare,
as trees, grass and houses
come into view
illuminated
by the sky turning soft blues and pinks
softly, gently.
The sun will come out tomorrow, too.
More beauty awaits us then.