
the moment when light
through colored glass turns sunshine
into magic
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the moment when light
through colored glass turns sunshine
into magic
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summer sun
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I won’t focus on shadows.
I won’t hide my head.
I’ll open to the sun
like the tiny phlox
that blooms,
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time to bloom
when the sunshine calls,
let loose
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When the anesthesia mask is tightened,
I won’t think of scalpels.
No, sir.
I’ll remember the way wildflowers dance,
humming with honeybees.
Yes, ma’am. Continue reading
when the flowers sing
a morning hallelujah,
sunshine in my heart
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when words dance and
flowers are like sunshine,
it must be spring
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“Admire as much as you can; most people do not admire enough.” — Vincent van Gogh
unfolded petals
with their high yellow note,
hold the scent of orchards
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like a yellow house on a gray street,
hope shines
through any twilight
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missing the color,
the sunshine in my veins
that warms the days
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tart and sweet,
is remembering
summer
its warm fruit
was scented with sunshine
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