THE DAY I LEFT MY SUNSHINE BEHIND
It was sunny the previous day
but now it’s gray,
the rain falls from the sky,
tears from my eyes.
I can't count the times
I've thought of you,
I count the number of inches in the meter,
number of tissue.
I feel the wet drops,
some warm, some cold.
I hear the softly muffled sobs,
yet there's a silence in the air.
I will count the days,
raindrops, snowflakes, each fond memory,
until my sunshine comes back to me.
As I wait behind.