My Sunshine
She is the light to my darkness
The warmth to my cold.
The beat for the heartless.
And strength for the old.
She needs me and I need her.
Although sometimes I would much prefer.
To believe that I have no self-worth.
Then to let her help me shine down on Earth.
Now do not think for a second,
That I would let my sunshine,
Just sit by herself and let out a big cry.
Because as she told me and I now tell her.
I will always be here, just look up at the night sky.
I am her moon and she is my sun.
Which means that together....we are most definitely one.
This poem is about:
My family
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