sunshine.

This poem is dedicated to someone who always makes me smile, even if unintentionally.
I have no idea if you know who you are… but I know who you are. Thank you.

window rain.

Last night or was it early this morning?
I went to sleep in denial
Desperately hoping for another’s life
Never thought I’d find my smile

I dragged myself out of bed hopelessly
When unwelcome morning came
Heavy pain like a lead weight on my chest
Not new… just more of the same

Nothing can truly take it all from me
It will never disappear
But with your sweetness, you lighten the load
You help me forget my fears

In these moments, though few, I feel sunshine
Even when windows catch rain
Though I confess it hasn’t happened yet
I’d love to feel that always…

swash.

© 2016 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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74 Responses to sunshine.

  1. Eric says:

    Beautiful, Sandra!! 🙂

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  2. paul says:

    Such a warm poem. Beautiful sentiments. 😉

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  3. Al Lane says:

    This sounds a very special person. We all want someone to lighten our load x ❤

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  4. Kay says:

    So beautiful and sweet. What a lovely homage to the person to makes you smile!

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  5. Meg Sorick says:

    Awesome. Let that one keep making you smile! ❤

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  6. gigglingfattie says:

    That was beautiful Sandra! I hope your friend reads it and feels the love from it!

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  7. This is amazing. I can relate to every word.

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  8. Miriam says:

    Such beautiful sentiments Sandra. Here’s to hope and friendship. 🙂

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  9. Everyone should be so lucky to have the friend that keeps you smiling…and supplied. 😃

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    • The thing is… I’d be willing to bet money (that I don’t have…) that this friend has absolutely no idea… which is kind of amazing. But I guess it also means it could vanish at any time. (Wow, I am dark, huh?) Supplier would be another sunshine-y friend. 🙂

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      • The best people have no idea they are that awesome. That’s rare nowadays. By the way, I heard a quote today, by Teddy Roosevelt, that made me think of you: “Believe you can, and you’re halfway there.”
        Change your mindset, change your direction. Stay positive, and good things tend to happen. Now, feel free to tell me to shut the fuck up in three, two, …… 😃

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  10. stephieann8 says:

    Beautifully written!

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  11. Aw, this was so lovely! I’m glad you have someone to make you smile everyday. (And I hope you’ve had either French toast or fried chicken since we’ve last talked 😀)

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  12. magarisa says:

    I’m glad you’re still smiling once in a while. Look at how many friends you have here! 🙂

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  13. magarisa says:

    Oh yes, and never forget that your kids adore you and think you’re smart and funny.

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  14. kphoenix1 says:

    So lovely.

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  15. Lovely poem, Sandra. Keep that sunny feeling even in the rain 🙂

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  16. VictoryInTrouble says:

    What a beautiful poem! I always love to read all the nice things people say to you. So even if you feel grumbley, your blog gives me the warm fuzzies. 🙂

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  17. Leen says:

    Beautiful words, great piece
    Stay inspired 🌷

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