It shines brightly some days.
Causing eyes to squint,
Skin to burn,
Sleeves to roll up.
Other days is peeks behind clouds.
A shy child in a new place,
Unsure of their desire to come out and play or hide away.
Teasing us with warmth,
But not staying long.
Some days the sun doesn’t shine at all.
Leaving the clouds to cover the sky,
Like a grey blanket,
But daylight all the same.
People are like the sun.
Some days they uplift each other,
Eyes squinted as laughter flows through them,
Hearts burning with joy,
Huge smiles rolling up the corners of their mouth.
Other days people are in new surroundings.
Shyly trying to meet new people,
To make the right first impression.
Unsure of which decision is the right one,
To choose to go out or stay inside.
A fleeting look.
Some days people are less happy.
Stuck inside their heads.
Letting the world continue around them,
But here all the same.
Someone can be the sun in your life,
Brightening your days,
Lighting up your world with a smile,
And still be able to cause you pain.
To be your brightest star on your darkest days,
And yet be the reason some days are gloomier than others.
But that also doesn’t mean they aren’t the Sun to you.