Days of Love and Sunshine

Updated on January 27, 2018
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia. I have a wonderful cat named Sid.

Deep in the night,

as she lay where she had tumbled,

from the pedestal upon which,

he had placed her.

Remembering the days of love and sunshine,

now only storm clouds and rain,

wondering if there would ever be,

someone else like him,

to pick her up and make her smile.

Wondering why she would want another guy,

just to break her heart again,

sipping wine by moonlight -

fallen and broken the pedestal smashed.

Smiles far between,

memories so painful,

she wanted to scream

and so she lay there,

hoping perhaps to dream,

but she knew that all of her best dreams,

would be of him,

the one who smashed her heart -

to a trillion smithereens.

No glue could put it all together

and she wished that her soul,

could take a flight,

to where her loved ones were,

where they could help her,

overcome the pain -

instead the tears fell like heavy rain.

A broken doll,

no toymaker to repair,

no one to care,

remembering the days,

of love and sunshine.

Hoping someday they’d come again,

this time they would last,

till then she’d push,

those memories aside,

till one day she could say,

she’d create her own,

days of love and sunshine,

no guy need disturb -

this, her house of bliss.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you, Lori.

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      Lori Colbo 3 weeks ago from Pacific Northwest

      Simply beautiful.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 weeks ago from Riga, Latvia

      Thank you, Bronwen.

      Thank you Robin.

      Thank you Manatita and so true.

      Sometimes it is best just to rely on oneself FlourishAnyway.

      Hope you get that sunshine soon Bill. Meanwhile, bask in the love.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 weeks ago from Victoria, Australia

      Roses do love sunshine, but only when it is gentle and warm; if it becomes too hot the petals and leaves shrivel and dry up. Then it's the gentle tears from heaven that revive the bloom. Lovely analogy and poem.

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      Robin Carretti 3 weeks ago from Hightstown

      Love this greater insight to love and the video is so tranquil and relaxing away from all the hype it's just my words to hear a certain ambiance of love

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      manatita44 3 weeks ago from london

      Sometimes life is so externally heavy, that it pushes us to create our own sunshine. After all, that's what we need, no?

      Touching poem!

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      FlourishAnyway 3 weeks ago from USA

      I like the ending.

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      Bill Holland 3 weeks ago from Olympia, WA

      I've got the love. Now I need some sunshine. :)

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