As the sun peeks through the clouds so grey, I find the hope to push on another day.
But the Sun is more than just light and warmth. It has a rope that pulls me forth.
Lassoed by him, so great and mighty. He drags my dull and lifeless body. Through the fields of strawberry days and up the hills to make my way.
And when I reach the end of my journey, you’re right there to welcome me fully. Your golden glow so soft and warming. You wrap me in a hug that’s just so darling.
Through everything that I have lived through, was just a journey to reach you. While our love may never see the light, the Sun certainly guides it with all his might. For that I’m thankful for him, and you. You emulate his radiancy, it’s just what you’re meant to do.