Sunshine

Immediately after yesterday’s poem about rain, the sun came out and has not gone away. (Just like when I carry an umbrella — guarantees a dry sky.) It is only fair to share this shining bit from an early poem of Bruce’s entitled “Happiness”:

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Happiness (excerpt)

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Smile on, sun!
We never cease
……..Hearing you!
Like the
……..Wind that rips
The
……..Lily-of-the-valley
Course our spines
……..With
……..Yellow
……..Laughter!

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