A Little Bit of Sun in Me Still Shines
by patti-masterman-heterodynemind
There is a place within that always waits
For sunshine, knowing rain at last abates.
Everything recalls from whence it sprang;
As the songbird’s joy, when first it sang.
A little bit of ice inside the storm;
A hint of parents in the newly born.
The seed of love implanted at first sight,
To blossom fullblown, tender loving light.
Embedded in each tear the whole of grief;
All our ends twined round one falling leaf.
As brother unto brother does incline;
A little bit of sun in me still shines.