as the sun rises, earth's arms seek solace
where warm colors are rare in seasons like these
i find myself awake to watch you wake up
your back mirrored my feelings bright as the sky
my birdcaged heart, sets forth flight here
no fear of rain this day, no fear of storms for now
YOU ARE READING
"happy" poetry
Poetryinstead of the full challenge since i am lazy i give you these crappy poems, sarah
