Never Forget Your Sunblock

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My life has always been sunlight.

At birth, my hair glistened from the rays beaming from my window.

Growing up, I had longed for the days spent

sifting through mud,

Dancing with flowers,

And running miles of gravel backroads.

See, I yearned to bring life,

From the garden dirt underneath my fingernails,

To the rescued baby bird nests.

I was gentle and I was proud.

Proud that I could accomplish feats of love,

And tranquility.

Proud that I knew how to be daddy’s little angel,

And mommy’s little helper.

It was a sunny afternoon spent swinging on the family

Hammock,

When the sun beamed its rays down onto me,

And I had forgotten sunscreen.

My skin torched and boiled, but

I didn’t mind.

The sun had kept me warm,

Kept me happy and,

Tanned my skin to look like mocha.

Why would it ever hurt me?

Thinking back on this,

It seems silly, foolish,

To think that one could have an epiphany,

Over the smallest of circumstances.

But as I laid in bed that night,

Scratching and burning,

I realized that even the most beautiful,

And necessary aspects of life,

Will hurt you, given the chance

You are not careful.

You see, my imagination took me to

The distance of the sun and pictured it to be

Radiant and Pure.

Not to say, in a sense, it isn’t true.

But up close,

The sun is fierce,

It is scorching with fire.

And that night I realized,

So am I.

Reviews

[Michael]

Oh so true, I love it. You are fierce like the sun.