Sunshine

                              Take dawn's light
                               and make it yours.
                               Your smile shines for me
                               even on a December day.

                              The love you give is seamless  
                               and you ask for nothing in return
                               except for another moment.
                               Your eager wave
                               you offer to me.

                              Even when busy you give me the time
                              I treasure like golden light
                              rising to the song of dawn
                              and I want to sing your melody.

                              I met you in summer
                              but you give light
                              to every season
                              and the sun rises to you.

                                                 —Mike Bayles

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