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2017 04 18 Poetry, Light April 18, 2017

Happy April the 18th, and how the heck are ya? Here’s one more submission for the National Poetry Month, and don’t look now, but the month is still chugging along.

There’s one thing that helps the earth along its journey, and that’s the light of the sun. Every moment of every day, it’s right there, shining bright for all to see, and even though it’s probably the most overlooked and taken for granted thing in our lives, it doesn’t care in the least. It just keeps on being the most brilliant thing we have ever seen.

People talk about it, brag about it, compare other things to it, sing about it, point at it, lie under it, stand under it, worship it, complain about it and try to avoid it. There’s so many different ways we relate to it that it’s no wonder there’s only one of, it.

All of my days have been lit up by it. So many of those lovely smiles have shined because of it. The flowers grow because of it, the gardens flourish within the light of it, and those ice cream cones melt and drip all over your hand because of it.

The light is here, and the light is forever a bright spot that will always be.

And again, I have something to write about.

I hope that you all have had an enjoyable Tuesday, and that tomorrow will follow suit.

Thanks to you all for all that you do, and thanks to the light that brightens up your lives.

Deon

***

Light.
Light of day.
Light the world,
In your usual way.

Light it up.
Light the fuse.
Run for cover,
Or stay if you choose.

Light in the sky.
Light all around.
Light that’s followed,
By a rumbling sound.

Light that shines.
Light that glows.
Candle light flickers,
As the wind blows.

Light of sun.
Light of moon.
Here one day,
And gone too soon.

Light of my eye.
Light of my life.
How brightly it shines,
From my love, from my wife.

Happy April the 18th, and how the heck are ya? Here’s one more submission for the National Poetry Month, and don’t look now, but the month is still chugging along.

There’s one thing that helps the earth along its journey, and that’s the light of the sun. Every moment of every day, it’s right there, shining bright for all to see, and even though it’s probably the most overlooked and taken for granted thing in our lives, it doesn’t care in the least. It just keeps on being the most brilliant thing we have ever seen.

People talk about it, brag about it, compare other things to it, sing about it, point at it, lie under it, stand under it, worship it, complain about it and try to avoid it. There’s so many different ways we relate to it that it’s no wonder there’s only one of, it.

All of my days have been lit up by it. So many of those lovely smiles have shined because of it. The flowers grow because of it, the gardens flourish within the light of it, and those ice cream cones melt and drip all over your hand because of it.

The light is here, and the light is forever a bright spot that will always be.

And again, I have something to write about.

I hope that you all have had an enjoyable Tuesday, and that tomorrow will follow suit.

Thanks to you all for all that you do, and thanks to the light that brightens up your lives.

Deon

***

Light.
Light of day.
Light the world,
In your usual way.

Light it up.
Light the fuse.
Run for cover,
Or stay if you choose.

Light in the sky.
Light all around.
Light that’s followed,
By a rumbling sound.

Light that shines.
Light that glows.
Candle light flickers,
As the wind blows.

Light of sun.
Light of moon.
Here one day,
And gone too soon.

Light of my eye.
Light of my life.
How brightly it shines,
From my love, from my wife.

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