A Life of Sunshine

I’ve written rhyming verses and sonnets by the score; I’ve written a hundred lyrics and inside me there are more, But nothing that I’ve written has ever merited me fame, And yet I keep on writing with a passion just the same. Last night in my dreams dead poets came to visit me; They gathered all around to discuss my poetry. They said, “You’ll never be a poet – you haven’t lived enough pain; Your life is full of sunshine; you haven’t drowned in sorrow’s rain”. I woke up feeling empty, having to face a harsh reality; The passion harbored inside is only passionate to me. Then I finally realized that I am a lucky man, I would rather have lived a life of sunshine than be a poet who’s broken.