The Year Without the Sun

By , hawarden, IA
I stare out the window wondering why
Feeling the urge to cry
I see no happiness
Just sorrows
The darkness stays
I just pray
For the sun is not here
And it's almost been a year
It feels like a dream
With the sun's beam
Just as I fear that it will
Never come
Over the Horizon I see
The Sun





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