As the morning sun peeks over the horizon,the cascading rays blanket the landscape,creating a kaleidoscopic wonder...tiny specs of light,meticulously creep through my prison window,gradually warming my cold heart...as the drops of salty sadness roll down my cheek,they fall,on what I wished was a shoulder to cry on...but they end their journey on my lap...please oh Sun!will your warmth not dry up my river of tears?