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A Season of Sun

On this day in May, it was slowly turning into Summer What a relief after a long, cold winter My fan had become my best friend And I loved to wake up and open the shades in my kitchen with the sun coming in I cried a lot because he wasn't there Left with only the memories of yesteryear Wishing I could bring them back And have the love and support that I used to. Laughing in the waters of Santa Monica and Mazatlan Like, when was young, I wanted to do. I was thankful to be alive To hear the reassurance of mothers When their babies start to cry To be grateful for my writing table And be thankful to be able To wake up and see the sun And know that God's work is not done.

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