My Favorite Sun
written by: Linda M. Crate
@thysilverdoe
golden champagne of sunshine
falls upon my skin through the window,
like that peach champagne
we once drank
all those years ago;
the memories always flow
an unending sea—
rosefinch,
i wish we could still
fly together on
new adventures;
i wonder what the trees have
taught you lately—
i am a different person
than the one you left behind,
and i suspect you may be different;
too—
i am sorry i wasn’t brave enough
to tell you the truth,
i couldn’t even seem to tell myself;
but every pink sunset falling
through my window and every white rose
i see even the wild ones sing to me
your name—
i hope you’re doing well,
you will always be my favorite sun.
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