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Sunshine
 
 
I sit alone and wonder why
I see the sunshine on the floor
But no one else can see the beam
Because I had to close the door
 
I think about myself and then
I wonder how I'd ever be
Smiling, happy and secure
When there is no one else to see
 
I want to cry, but I can not
Because there is no reason to
I look outside and see the sky
Which like myself is very blue
 
And then the sunshine enters here
But not just from the window way
My best friend entered in my room
And with that action cheered my day
 
(That's what best friends are for!)
 
 
 (c) "Amalthea Celebras"  K.C. Fahel  6 April 1990