A cup of Sunshine 

For my palette of colors I would like

To dip my brushes and 

Paint my canvas all alike. 

For I miss the yellow tint 

And warm essence 

In my paintings. 



A cup of Sunshine

I would like

For my little dandelion

To bloom in a vibrant yellow color. 

For the approaching winter 

Is making it shudder 

And lose its joy. 



A cup of Sunshine 

I would like 

For my poor little soul

That's hung up on the moments

Of summer and autumn 

That passed way too quick

As though it were all winter's trick. 



The nearing winter 

Makes me fear

Of getting the feelings frozen. 

Oh, wait! 

What if it's a bad omen? 

So, I want a cup of Sunshine 

To keep my spirits warm

And lay down for a while

In the sunflower farm. 



A cup of Sunshine 

I would like

To preserve all the sweet moments

I made in the summer. 

The romance

I had with the stars, 

The secrets 

I shared with fireflies

The long walks through 

The shoveled alleys

And all the other moments 

That I didn't bother 

To keep in my gallery of memories.