My Sundial
I only tell of sunny hours...
For I have found a new direction.
Like the sun shinning on a sundial,
hope follows me whence I travel.
For its not what life owes me, its what
I owe life.
I've learn that happiness is a direction
and not a place which I travel with hope
along a road which I have made. My road is
built with dreams that I carry within
my heart; and nothing in this world
will make me kneel to fear.
Hope follows like a shadow, regardless of
the weather and instead of looking for the bad,
I look for the good. My sundial really does
not need the sun, for I carry a light that
shines on me. I don't have to look for
happiness, for hope is my companion.
Contest,
Sponsored by Julia Ward, Sundial Wisdom. Feb 16,2019
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