Yellow

Poem – Yellow

Yellow

I see yellow days

When I get to stand and say

I did not break but I surely did bend

This is the beginning of something beautiful, not the end

Drenched with honey like a Sunday morning

We remain in sleepy bed sheets while the sun is dawning

Sunlight dripping through windows and across the floor

Rays of light dancing through the open door

Even when life’s storms lock out the sun

I know that new horizons, soon will come

No matter how dark the nights turn out to be

The soft light of dawn my darling, will always be

Yellow

For you are yellow and so am I

We stand together soaking up the morning light

And in the touch of the sunlight’s summer rays

Is the hope that I hold onto of a brand new day