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REALITY OF SUNSHINE
Waking in the morning to the light
Spreading itself unseen on the backside
Of a gray cloud that blankets the sky
I search for the sunshine
It’s in the sweaty threads of my winter blanket
In my nose and under my armpits
And in the folds of my pyjamas
And in the soothing tones of my Beyond Positive Thinking audio book
It’s everywhere but before my eyes.
I search for the sunshine.
Light follows you, pouring from you like a halo
Your light (mustard coloured sweeping) finds you everyday
It must have been given to you by your mother
Perhaps tucked lovingly between pastel layers in a birthday cake baked years ago
I don’t see the sunshine
But I search for it
Between hidden lips and folds and layers
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