Sun Catcher

Poetry- November 2023

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If you're lucky, 

You'll wake up at 6:53

Half confused, still tired with gunky eyes

You said hi to him in your dream 

Made sure to hold him tight 

You dreamt of the things you wish you did 

Regret swirls in your gut when you realize it wasn't real 

You'll stay awake for a while 

And at 7:15, you'll wish you were asleep 

Wish you had the energy for the day ahead

You know seeing your family will be hard 

You love them, but it's not the same anymore

You need to see them today, if only for their sake 

At 7:37 

You'll finally decide you should sleep 

After you write for a while 

Maybe more time dreaming is what you need

It's not real but he is in your dreams 

The love you feel in his arms is real 

At 7:42 you notice something new,

The sun is pouring through the window

Catching on the fabric of the curtains 

Making them glow like a halo 

Illuminating the walls with yellow bright as a smile 

The sun is painting the ceiling with broad brushstrokes, 

hoping you catch a glimpse 

At 7:45 you'll marvel at its beauty 

You'll remember your fondest memories 

Some, you can't make anymore 

Find a reason to stay awake 

Even if it's only to look a little while 

It's the most full your heart has been for days

At 7:56 it won't be as bright 

The yellow still illuminates the room

You know it'll end soon 

So watch and note the time 

At 7:58 It'll nearly be gone 

It's moments away from passing on

It only has a short amount of time on this planet 

At 7:59 It'll only faintly be there 

Fading before your eyes 

The once glowing curtains 

hold a fraction of color they used to 

You know it'll be over soon 

You wish it wasn't 

At 8:00 it's all back to bland

Why did it leave?

The most beautiful things end the quickest

At 8:03 you'll wonder if he's looking down 

Hoping you saw the sun today 

Wishing you had more time

Every minute that passes is a new adventure 

But you know he still had plenty of adventures left 

Plenty of people left to love

He was ripped away unjustly 

At 8:18 you finish writing

Then you go back to sleep 

Hoping to see him again 

A few days later, at 7:50

You see the sun again,

He's waving from the other room 

You smile, because it's all you can do

And you hope he knows, 

He's always welcome to stay awhile.