I have got my own sun,
My personal, different from the above One.
I am sure, this sun of mine,
Is better than the one Divine.
Gives me a glow, keeps me warm,
Wishes me good, protects from harm.
It shines on me all the while,
Forget my pains, gives me a reason to smile.
It guides me like a beacon of light,
Through clouds of sorrow, it shines bright.
Unselfish, unconditional, always a giver,
Lifts my spirits, like a spiritual lever.
Keeps me enlightened in peace and in strife,
Holds my hand through the dark alleys of life.
It never sets, always a companion,
Heals the wounded soul, a shoulder to cry on.
Keeps me sane, keeps me calm,
In this maddening world, to my soul it’s the balm.
What constitutes my personal sun?
It’s the love of a special one.
Lucky are those with a personal sun, a love true,
Life is much brighter then and sorrows few !!!!!!!!!
She is an educational facilitator, poet, TV show host, writer and blogger.