Sunshine
I sit alone and wonder
why
I see the sunshine on
the floor
But no one else can see
the beam
Because I had to close
the door
I think about myself
and then
I wonder how I'd ever
be
Smiling, happy and secure
When there is no one
else to see
I want to cry, but I
can not
Because there is no reason
to
I look outside and see
the sky
Which like myself is
very blue
And then the sunshine
enters here
But not just from the
window way
My best friend entered
in my room
And with that action
cheered my day
(That's what best friends
are for!)
(c) "Amalthea Celebras"
K.C. Fahel 6 April 1990