Wendy's Poetry
IN THE BRIGHT LIGHT
In the bright light,
I sometimes feel rattled--
Rushed.
Especially if I have to be
in a certain place at a
certain time.
Other times, I can't even
see the light.
Like first thing in the
morning when I'm trying
to wake up
After a long dark night.
But I do like the warmth
and light of the sun.
It gives me good feelings
inside.
