Sunny Days

Written by: Terry L. Allen


The Son burst upon my days
taking away the mist and haze
of times less bright.

Now my spirits climb
with anticipation of all tomorrows.
Empty spaces now fill 
as my heart stands still.

Lungs aftaid to breathe
in this illumination.
My heart does feed.

Words no longer on deaf ears fall.
The Son makes translucent my wall.
As day ends and night begins
a velvet warmth now sets in
and tomorrow holds the promise
of sun filled days.


I wrote this poem in 2003