It’s a sunny day. Clouds squat over the horizon, But under their hazy scowl The sunshine burns all the brighter. I am not lifted, I am comforted. Still broken, but mending. Golden warmth wraps around me; Nervous breeze touches my face, Fingertips caressing my skin. The smell of rain reminds me My path is hidden in fog. But for now, I close my eyes. I enjoy the warmth Of a sunny day.