My Shine

 

It’s shining, good morning, another day.

Before I saw you, I was in the dark, another night.

It is so bright, how did I miss this before, the glow embraces my very being.

Glaring optimism, so warm and inviting, never leave my side.

Why do I fight your presence, run away from the delightful joy of your warmth?

No more, I am here to stay, you are my shine.

 

– Mary-Jeanne Smith