How do I describe you? A spring morning dew Or an astounding view? All I know is that you're something new. You tapped on my window on my darkest day. On my gloomy nights, you've lit the way. Like the sun that climbs the sky, You've climbed my walls that are high. They said I was cursed. Cursed to weather only the worst. Yet, with a fraction of your smile, Inspires me to forget the day I'd file. I will remember it through and through. When the things in my grey world started to flip. I won't let that memory slip. The sky, the sun, and you.