soft and golden
trickling through the window
I caress faces and brighten rooms.
like a ray
I go on forever
until Moon hikes high into my world—
my beautiful blue kingdom.

I’ll tickle your nose until it’s pink
with one flick of my long, spindly fingers
I could have you turned red.

but I’ll stay
sweet and loving
glinting golden in the morning world—
anyone can tell you

that I

am Sunshine.