The Sun Still Breeds Laughter
Frames crave your image,All windows are in pain.
Today you have left me
For the better soft terrain.
Ears still want your laughter,
The sun breeds your smile.
Photographs do no justice
When love is gone awhile.
Desire is not prone from you,
Eyelids can't shut you out.
My steps fall where you once ran,
The thunder fears my shout.
I saw you leave the valley,
I swear I saw it sink.
The grass is mourning all it lost
When courage cared to think.
But you've not left me fully,
For another day draws nigh,
The sun still breeds laughter
For those who've yet to die.
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My grandfather was my best friend, I wrote this poem while thinking of him. He died of pancreatic cancer when I was thirteen. May the sun always breed his smile. And may this poem bring light and joy to all its readers.