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The Melancholy of Sunny Skies MAG

January 11, 2013
By JonahEadie BRONZE, Palm Desert, California
JonahEadie BRONZE, Palm Desert, California
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The melancholy of bright, sunny days slay
But the most strong among us all.
Behind the masks of smiles we wear every day,
Lies a brooding beast: a dark, spiral cabal.

Though try we might, we all fall in a time,
Little by little we each catch pieces
Of the people we used to be, chiming
And singing, laughing over Christmas fleeces.

But we mustn't give up hope, for
There is still time for you and I:
Cherish the time, enter the french doors, here,
Sit down, and look around the sky, decry

Their abuse of us, you and I
For we control our sunny skies.


The author's comments:
This piece is about that odd, brooding, melancholic state that one can get when thinking about times in the past. Rather than wish you could live in the past, you need to cherish the time you have in the present.

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