It's Still Sunny
Today I will share a poem I wrote decades ago. As a word of "caution:" I was just a teenager when I wrote it! 😉
It’s Still Sunny
The days was gray and misty,
The trees were mysterious shadows;
And the sun could not be seen.
Even though it was drab and rainy
The brilliant flowers still bloomed
And the people, under their colorful bubbles,
Still wore smiling faces.
The rain pattered on the ground
And bubbled on the mud puddles
Making a tiny little splash when it hit.
The yellow-green of the budding trees
Showed more distinctly and quite brightly.
Even though the day was dingy,
We could still smile, and make it sunshiney
Because God is the true “Light of the world.”
Wendy Kaye
April 12, 1979
That's a great poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I've been typing up all of my poems. Some of them make me cringe, while others make me think: "Hey! not to bad!" LOL
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