There is
a mirror,
blurred,
and misty,
where
I wrote
Your
name
in
pleasant
reminiscence,
showing me
just how much
I really do
miss the very
light
of you.
And here's
the change
you've made
in me:
I can write
about
The Sun
now.
You walked
into my life
for a reason,
you've
taught me
how
Happiness
is
a choice,
and right
now,
I
choose
to be
happy.