Sunshine

As she strolls by,
The sunflowers lift
To look in her eyes

And her wonderful smile.
Now, it beams
With no innocence lost.

Her eyes full of flame.
Not a care in the world.
What’s a pure heart to blame?

But you’re wrong.
Through these difficult times.
Her eyes have seen tears

They held a burden of
Walking through mines.
She’s been weeping for years.

Through the tears in her eyes
And as the sun rise’
There’s a streak through the heavy gray clouds.

And as they part,
Her life will start
And hope will rise again.

The sunshine will
Warm her pale white skin
To a glistening glow.

And as she strolls,
The Son will follow
Wherever she goes.

-Liliya Mazur