When the sun shines
Brilliant
Golden
My mind teems with possibilities
My heart brims with optimism
That all things are possible
If only I believe
**
But on grey days
Heavy
Interminable
My soul pulls the blanket over its head
And there goes my brave certainty
That mountains can be scaled
Any trouble vanquished
**
Deep in my soul
Weakened
Saddened
I find myself searching for some courage
To tell my spirit to shape up
Because grey, like snow and cold
Does not last forever.
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For a dear friend and all who suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder (S.A.D)
Cynthia Reyes 