Everyone is in mourning. I see it all around me. I hear people talking. I see their faces. The sun has gone, seemingly never to return, and we are lost. So sad are we without those glorious rays of sunshine to warm our faces. No more golden skin, only pale. This is unprecedented. I float in limbo. Needing the sun and refusing to yield to the rain. After a while the clouds get just too heavy to hold.

Sun, we miss you so and want you to know. Please come back soon, before we float away.

Until next time…

Photo courtesy of Sira Hanchana