The sun was warm today
no quarrel with wind
that tried to snatch its warmth.
It merely shone on its
scheduled pass around
the globe. As I walked
I tried to catch the warmth
despite buildings of brick
and mortar and bare hedges.
When I did, I stopped
and turned my face
to the sun’s golden glow.
“Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as
free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?”
~ Rose Kennedy
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