Sun
Bipolar weather.
Cloudy, sunny and then back.
Hardly a mood swing.
It’s hard to be be hopeful (or sunny) all of the time.
Even though I manage to sincerely smile at most people I see,
and really do feel so good about them.
then, there are those other times.
Even experienced hopefuls have cloudy moods. Those ‘just want to stay in bed all day’ moods?
and not in the good way…
When I feel low, I hope it will pass soon, and I snack on happy memories, and hope for sun.
Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and hoping-for-sun-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you crawl under the covers, email the link to Lovelorn Poets! We’ll preserve those seasonally-shifting-syllables for all eternity.
