The Sun Comes Out

Written by: Sarah Schnatz

A gloomy strike of sadness
A whilting flower pot
Darkness in my eyes
And then the sun comes out
 
Rain falls on my head
My lip; a downward pout
Broken nail or two
And then the sun comes out
 
Coffee on my shirt
A day I want to shout
A lost set of keys
And then the sun comes out
 
My Sun is in a place
You wouldn't think it be
My Sun, day and night
He sleeps right next to me