Sunny
In the core of my broken heart, a radiant ray of light,
A precious baby girl, Sunny, so pure and bright.
Her hair, a golden cascade, like the morning's sun
She's the sunshine in my life, the warm and tender one
In her laughter, I find solace, like sunbeams on my soul,
Through the darkest storms, she makes my broken heart whole.
With sunflowers in her arms, she dances all day,
Chasing dreams, chasing hope, in her own sunny way.
Though pain and my suffering heart may cast their shadow long,
Sunny's love, a healing balm, keeps me standing strong.
She's the reason I keep fighting, the purpose in my strife,
My beautiful baby girl, my sunshine, my life.
Maxwell O’Reilly
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