Savoring Sun

It disappeared from sky while locked inside
  No squinting back at light
No one longs for more, 
               than those who are deprived

Warmth on skin, bronzing tone
   Brings to life, melting snow
Nurtures leaves as they grow
   Blooms return as it conquers cold

Shadows cast are welcomed back
   Waking day dispels the black
Children play in stretching days
  Beach sand warms to shining rays.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Memories flood with everlasting summer....
   Rising just behind you....setting as we watched
Smells of aloe soothed my reddened skin
   I only cursed you for melting my ice cream
Torturing ants with magnifying glass...
   ...sadistic children giggled in delight
We loathed the night, called back inside
   Each day running into your welcoming arms





Inspired by Christie Moses'  "Soul of the Sun" Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Heck Avatar
March 4, 2009 at 7:54 AM
Dear Steve - Congratulations on your WIN in Christie's contest! Peace always, John
Hudson Avatar
February 25, 2009 at 2:49 PM
Ah yes, the days of merrimental blissfulness. How I sometimes sink into such thoughts. Beautifully written Steve. Well deserve win.-Always Alexandra
Winter Avatar
February 25, 2009 at 12:10 PM
That ending verse overwhelmed me with memories. Congrats Steve on your awesome and well deserved win in Christie's contest! Love, Shar
Richards Avatar
February 25, 2009 at 11:35 AM
A wonderful poem and well deserving to be among the chosen poems for Christie's contest! Congratulations, Steve!! ~ Carrie
Jordan Avatar
February 25, 2009 at 8:34 AM
Steve congratulations on placing in Christie's contest - God Bless, MJ
Bulger Avatar
February 15, 2009 at 7:47 PM
(following instead of floowing)
Richards Avatar
February 14, 2009 at 4:06 PM
Excellent job, memories of childhood, and the days in the sun...all the bad (melting the ice cream/torturing ants...) and all the good...loving the sunshine. Great job! Good luck! ~ Carrie
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