Whenever the sun kisses the horizon and bids us goodnight,
and a defening silence visits the night,
when the cold wind slips through my window and wraps me in its chilling touch...
then a dark cloud of melancholy visits me unwantedly!
tomorrow... when will tomorrow come?
When sunshine greets me with heartfelt delight... and only then will its warmth bring me to life.
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This is for you my husband. You are my Sunshine my warmth that brings me to life. I love you. Come home to me soon.
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