If I Ever Cannot See The Sun

If I ever cannot see the sun, take my hand and trace its lane across the sky and over the water at sunset. Move my fingers with the shimmer on the sea of the last minutes of the light of day over the horizon.

If I ever cannot see the sun, wrap your arms around my waist and breathe into me the warmth of the amber sphere as it descends into the pale lavender braids of sunbeams unwilling to say goodbye.

If I ever cannot see the sun, sing to me the clever songs of hopeful persistence that tightly fastened our adventure stories and filled the night air with the lives we sought to inhabit.

If I ever cannot see the sun.

♥️

KR 15.11.23

To Birthdays. And Cupcakes.

And Courage.

Sláinte.