In the summer,
the sun is too bright, too hot, and I close all the blinds. In fall and winter,
when the days are short and the daylight is limited, I value the hours of
sunshine much more.
Much like life,
at the end of our years we value our time here on earth more, knowing how
little of it remains. There is a feeling of joy about this, as well as sadness.
And, sometimes, unexpectedly, an overwhelming feeling of gratitude.
Winter Sun
The winter sun
illuminates
different corners of our lives.
The sidelong rays
cast warmth and light
in unusual places.
We never saw that
vase before,
bathed in such a glow.
The leaves dance
on the carpet
in playful shadows.
The framed
photograph on the piano lights up a precious face,
and
leaves us
breathless.
We must hurry to
grasp each moment
with gratitude
before
the winter sun moves on
to illuminate yet
other corners of other people’s lives,
leaving
us in the shadows
of our solitude.
Lynda Grace Vargas is a retired foreign language and elementary school teacher who loves romance languages and opera. She lovingly dedicated most of her life to being a full time mother to her three children and editing her husband’s law books. Growing up as a Patrick, one of the most well know families of professional ice hockey players and coaches, Lynda spent much of her youth performing in figure skating shows. She holds degrees from Vassar College and USD in education and lives in San Diego with her husband of 48 years where they enjoy a vegetarian lifestyle, reading, watching hummingbirds and the simple pleasures in life.
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