Sunshine.

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Poetry by Bern.

Sunshine.

 

One step follows the other,

I try all my troubles to smother.

I write down each worrying thought,

Until all my troubles are nought.

 

I try this remedy each and every day.

Hoping that my troubles will all go away.

My dreams that I dream every night,

Are mainly filled with a terrible fright.

 

Nightmares are one of my dreads,

Carefully I pick up all the threads.

Morning comes to lighten my way,

Sunshine I know will brighten my day.

 

 

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