Sun Sheet

by Sunshine   Mar 7, 2018


Worried & lonesome,
dispirited I sit
in this quiet forest,
nothing fills my ears
but silence and the rustle
of autumn leaves.

Their hustle eases my
lonesome soul but
bears down my heavy heart.

My head held by
cold and breeze,
frozen inside out
I wait for the sweet sun
to dress me in its
warm warm yellow sheet..

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  • 6 years ago

    by Ren

    I long for that warm yellow sheet, too. Beautiful imagery! Well done!

  • 6 years ago

    by Mark

    Resonates well. Great write

  • 6 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    I want a sun sheet too Rania! What a great phrase :-) Lovely imagery here ... I can see it, hear it and feel it. Wonderful! :-) x
    =^.^=

  • 6 years ago

    by Nee

    Such a delicate read. Lovely poem, Rania. I really enjoyed it!

    Nema

    • 6 years ago

      by Sunshine

      Thank you, everyone, for your kind reviews.

  • 6 years ago

    by Michael

    Beautiful use of metaphors Rania, that reads with a quiet tone
    Well done
    Michael :)

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