Sunshine
How different the love people have for the seasons
While one embraces sunlight, the other grumbles without reason
She loves the sunshine
The way it warms up each day,
It melts away coldness, confusion and grey
paints the sky blue, as bright as a can be
It wakes up the animals and sets them free
It opens opportunities and excitement and fun
it's hard for her to fathom
that anyone wishes differently at all
But he loves the darkness
And thats exactly their problem
That he loves the peace and quiet it brings
He likes the fact the whole world's asleep.
And he too can sleep, like never before, because unlike her
He doesn't want to know the unknown.
He wants the bliss of not seeing in front of him.
When all she wants to know is
what's peering in the darkness
Isn't funny, how two people so dear
Can feel so passionately about something like the sunshine we share.
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