Best Sunshine Poems

I Found you and I lost you,
All on a gleaming day.
The day was filled with sunshine,
And the land was full of May.
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When I was home de
Sunshine seemed like gold.
When I was home de
Sunshine seemed like gold.
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A drop fell on the apple tree
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh
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Their shadow dims the sunshine of our day,
As they go lumbering across the sky,
Squawking in joy of feeling safe on high,
Beating their heavy wings of owlish gray.
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If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
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There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
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What and how
Can I define
And give a meaning
When I look
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O gather me the rose, the rose,
While yet in flower we find it,
For summer smiles, but summer goes,
And winter waits behind it.
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Thick the mist at early morning's dawn,
Cold the chill that enters by the door,
White the frost, that lies, across the lawn,
Each one piercing, striking to the core
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When Watkin shifts the burden of his cares
And all that irked him in his bound employ,
Once more become a vagrom-hearted boy,
He moves to roundelays and jocund airs;
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On bleak days, with leaden skies,
when you don't know where to begin.
Your head hurts and your heart cries,
look for the sunshine within.
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Exiled on the isle of passion and shackled in the prison of craving.
Bottled up emotion - screaming and shouting and searching for an escape.
Like a dehydrated deer tracking water -Like a desert hunting an oasis.
Deluge of flames enrapture my being with the fervor of a thousand fire.
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With branches coated topside white with snow.
And blue the shadows stretched along the ground.
Trees adding sharpness, a wintry view on show,
With dazzling, flickering sunshine, such can astound
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A drop fell on the apple tree,
Another on the roof;
A half a dozen kissed the eaves,
And made the gables laugh.
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We plucked a red rose, you and I
All in the summer weather;
Sweet its perfume and rare its bloom,
Enjoyed by us together.
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Within a thick and spreading hawthorn bush
That overhung a molehill large and round,
I heard from morn to morn a merry thrush
Sing hymns to sunrise, and I drank the sound
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The sunshine seeks my little room
To tell me Paris streets are gay;
That children cry the lily bloom
All up and down the leafy way;
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Lovely things begin with the sunshine.
Her rays illuminate faces
So that smiles can be seen.
Her love so bountiful
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Now she heard the following words sadly sung,—

“Life is a shadow that flits away
In a night of darkness and woe.”
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The lamp of the bright life had darkened.
When my father life was taken by God.
It was the darkest moment ever
experienced by my mother and family.
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WHEN sunshine met the wave,
Then love was born;
Then Venus rose to save
A world forlorn.
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When Spring makes her graceful appearance
Like a pretty maiden,
Making her presence felt like a model,
Mainly in parks, lakes and gardens,
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While at her bedroom window once,
Learning her task for school,
Little Louisa lonely sat
In the morning clear and cool,
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The love songs I used to sing for you
now just seem like shattered words,
the white doves that followed us along the beaches
now seem like ordinary birds,
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Nights like this are
Lonesome and Long
Wish you were here
To sing me a song.
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Now do I know that Love is blind, for I
Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth,
No life, no light, no hopefulness, no mirth,
Pleasure nor purpose, when thou art not nigh.
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O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free,
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An old man in a lodge within a park;
The chamber walls depicted all around
With portraitures of huntsman, hawk, and hound,
And the hurt deer. He listeneth to the lark,
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Flowers through the window
lavender and yellow

changed by white curtains –
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O, let me be alone a while,
No human form is nigh.
And may I sing and muse aloud,
No mortal ear is by.
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Spring is here, yet winter has not left us.
It's a time for blossoms to come forth - but they are freezing
from the cold.
Look out a window and see the bright sun shining everywhere,
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VI

Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
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You are young, and I am older;
You are hopeful, I am not -
Enjoy life, ere it grow colder -
Pluck the roses ere they rot.
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Always I knew that it could not last
(Gathering clouds, and the snowflakes flying),
Now it is part of the golden past
(Darkening skies, and the night-wind sighing);
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The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes
Of water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed:
Far fairer than when placidly it streamed,
The brook its frozen architecture makes,
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I'VE watched you now a full half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
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Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath!
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
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Laughs the happy April morn
Thro' my grimy, little window,
And a shaft of sunshine pushes
Thro' the shadows in the square.
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I see your tear stained cheeks, your soft green eyes
turn so dark and deep. Knowing I just need to wait with
perseverance, for these stormy times to pass. Watch you
as, your finger gently traces the rim of your glass. Know
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Come o'er the sea,
Maiden with me,
Mine through sunshine, storm, and snows;
Seasons may roll,
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Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee,
The cold chain of Silence had hung o'er thee long.
When proudly, my own Island Harp, I unbound thee,
And gave all thy chords to light, freedom, and song.
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There should be no despair for you
While nightly stars are burning,
While evening pours its silent dew
And sunshine gilds the morning.
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* It coasts nothing, but creates much.

* It enriches those who receive without impoverishing those who gave
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We drink the evening in a frosted glass.
Nothing about the music is profane.
Your eyes hold all emotion very quiet.
Fey Shadows stretch landscapes beyond belief.
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YEAR that trembled and reel'd beneath me!
Your summer wind was warm enough--yet the air I breathed froze me;
A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me;
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Cold sunshine writes our elegy in frost,
Author of light a million snowflakes lost,
All gone forever into swirling air,
A dance of death that is no longer there.
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If all the skies were sunshine,
Our faces would be fain
To feel once more upon them
The cooling splash of rain.
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I smile till it starts to look fake
I laugh till my heart aches

I crave for my unfulfilled dreams
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The lovely Lo Fo of the western land
Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside.
Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand;
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Hither night falls, but
brings no dreams
sunshine advances, but
kindles no one
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O FRIEND! I know not which way I must look
   For comfort, being, as I am, opprest,
   To think that now our life is only drest
For show; mean handy-work of craftsman, cook,
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Daddy planted grass seeds
and up popped new green grass.
When mommy planted flower seeds,
pretty flowers came up fast.
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SWALLOWS travel to and fro,
And the great winds come and go,
And the steady breezes blow,
Bearing perfume, bearing love.
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Whenever the clouds of pain and sadness loomed,
Whenever tears came till the eyelashes,
Whenever this lonely heart got scared,
I told my heart, Oh Heart, why do you cry?
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The most important thing to me
When spring is on the rise
Are all the lovely colors
Of flowers before my eyes.
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Just yesterday morning, it was no item
between heart and dripping eyes,
to understand slowly confusion, entire world
is running by. In the darkness crossing a big city, where
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I dance for the love

I dance even when I feel pain
I dance knowing there's something to gain
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In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown,
And its pleasures in all their new lustre begin,
When we live in a bright-beaming world of our own,
And the light that surrounds us is all from within;
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It was such a lovely sunshine-day,
The house and the yard couldn't hold me;
I roved to the woods, on my back I lay,
In cradle of fancy rolled me;
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I'm not the girl I used to be
That girl has gone away.
Where did she go? I do not know,
She simply went astray.
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True Love is founded in rocks of Remembrance
In stones of Forbearance and mortar of pain.
The workman lays wearily granite on granite,
And bleeds for his castle, 'mid sunshine and rain.
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How empty seems the town now you are gone!
A wilderness of sad streets, where gaunt walls
Hide nothing to desire; sunshine falls
Eery, distorted, as it long had shone
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O Month when they who love must love and wed!
Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,
And seek to tell the memories he had brought
From earth of thee, what were most fitly said?
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Talk not of sad November, when a day
Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon,
And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June,
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GO from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
   Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore
   Alone upon the threshold of my door
Of individual life I shall command
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The artist's brush scoops up the shades of green,
and creates a scene.
Trees, banks, deep valleys, fields and gentle hills,
how the picture fills.
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My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.
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You fill my soul with sunshine
my heart with tender care.
You fill my world with happiness
knowing that you are always there
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Life seems old
And falling

Which hand's there
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Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Henceforth in thy shadow. Nevermore
Alone upon the threshold of my door
Of individual life, I shall command
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Fragrance of flowers, Soul mates in pair
Running with romance, Taking loves dare
Making the moments, Without despair
Smiles of sunshine, Blossoming air
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My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring,
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For, above, and around me, the wild wind is roaring
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.
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I saw thee weep--the big bright tear
Came o'er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear
A violet dropping dew:
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Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;
Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud;
Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.
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I love this Land Australia of gum and wattle tree
This vast and sunlit Continent is home from home for me
And though I come from a distant Land when I have had my day
Than underneath Australian soil where better place to lay.
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THE summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.
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you
sunshine
to my face
your warmth I feel
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Fear is regression
regression is pain
pain turns sweet sunshine into bitter rain
take my hand my dear
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This is that blessed Mary, pre-elect
God's Virgin. Gone is a great while, and she
Dwelt young in Nazareth of Galilee.
Unto God's will she brought devout respect,
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Somewhere on this earthly planet
In the dust of flowers to be,
In the dewdrop, in the sunshine,
Sleeps a solemn day for me.
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I will admit I was a tightwad, though that fact shames me now,
As never changing mountains, often colorful mists will allow!

I never meant to be unkind, but only endeavored to be practical,
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Starting afresh, eyes awake and squinting in the brilliance of morning sunshine.
Through the anonymity of darkness, sun battles the elements to rise…..
Rise it does!
Through the open window the sound of the morning lark, trumpets a new beginning.
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butterflies on blooms-
a tango with destiny
in daylight colors
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Would that in body and spirit Shakespeare came
Visible emperor of the deeds of Time,
With Justice still the genius of his rhyme,
Giving each man his due, each passion grace,
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Scintillating birds of glittering sunshine,
Spectacular plumage like glistening gemstones,
Smaller, tinier than little sparrows,
Sailing from flower to flower,
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down in the meadow
flowers bloom in all colors
and butterflies reign
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3

more yellow
than yellow
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Africa, Beautiful yet unappreciated
Africa, Sahara to the Atlantic
Africa, From Zulu Land to Yoruba Land
Africa, From Nile River to River Niger
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This little bowl is like a mossy pool
In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow
Nodding in chequered sunshine of the trees;
A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds,
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Life is bitter. All the faces of the years,
Young and old, are gray with travail and with tears.
Must we only wake to toil, to tire, to weep?
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I gave my heart to a woman –
I gave it her, branch and root.
She bruised, she wrung, she tortured,
She cast it under foot.
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The turn of noontide has begun.
In the weak breeze the sunshine yields.
There is a bell upon the fields.
On the long hedgerow's tangled run
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Where the broken walls are eager to speak,
And a river carries a story from the mountain's peak.

Where the cattle have green grass as a feast to eat,
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To Smile Again


It’s time to smile again, my friend
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Here in Prescott, cottonwoods,
are scarlet from the fall;
in stately groves they rise,
as big as they are tall.
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Daffodils smiling

Still, dancing reaching always
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With its yellow pears
And wild roses everywhere
The shore hangs into the lake,
O gracious swans,
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Life is not a bed of roses,
Life is not enchanting,
Life is unpredictable,
Life is a journey to be made to gain maturity.
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Where sunshine flecks the green,
Through towering woods my way
Goes winding all the day.
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The dark lantern of world sadness has cast its shadow upon the land.

We stumble into our misery on leaden feet.

Our minds seek to comprehend the unknowable and our hearts seek to
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