My Sunshine
poem by:
Wendy Phelan
Written
on Oct 24, 2015
I sit upon my picket fence and dwell on what I swore to pledge, While I ponder my existence, I am teetering very near the edge Woken from dreams of terror, hiding in my tear soaked bed Your fight is not ever fair, foul words attack me in my head Tears fall freely, and am I no longer strong, I feel like I am dying My heart beats loudly but I'm deafened by your words, your lying I will not leave my sunshine, it warms my soul and then I turn a page Inside me silent battles roar, no more of your shows, upon my stage Tormented by thoughts of losing my sunshine makes me quicken my stride Emotions sway like a roller-coaster, never stopping to laugh on the other side All the time spent wielding your powers, while I stop to smell the flowers, Being me is worth a thousand hours of my sweetness to your sourness I believe they'll see me clearly despite you, much before my final breath I pray them to know love in their life, to know there is life after death He makes my heart swell with pride, my hopes he's far, far exceeded, For there is no place upon this Earth, better than where I'm most needed There's no feeling warmer in this cold place, to be held in esteem by my Boy & Girl Nothing else matters, nothing comes close, you are everything precious in my world Written By - Wendy Phelan (20/06/2007)
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Timothy Nelson commented:
This sounds like a poem to God and telling him that whomever this person is, he will never take you away from what is good inside of you! Hope I'm right. "Clarksdalepoet"
Frank Hornby .
commented:
My mother used to sing to me when I was a little boy....You are my Sunshine, my only Sunshine.........I was all she had.........I know that you are "a ray of Sunshine "...to your children.......I love your poetry Wendy.......really do..
Christopher Russon
commented on Jan 05, 2019 at 8:13pm
Beautiful poetry Wendy.
