There were days

There were days

when I laughed

and the sun shone.

When delight licked
shining lips

and joy danced
lightly on the

horizon.

In goblin dreams

that whisper now,

there were days

when I laughed

and the sun shone.

Flickered sunbeams

dancing low,

tease diaphanous

hope,

leaf-shined and

dew-moist,

clinging brightly

to the moment

and then gone.

The sun born

in joyful breath,

spreading

warm wings

across my heart,

promising

that those days

were real

and will be again.