Looking for Sunshine

I don’t have sunshine
In my heart.
The flowers have wilted,
The air is cold
And the sky is
Dark and gloomy.

But every winter
Must come to an end.
No matter how long,
No matter how
Devastating,
Like everything else,
It must come to an end.

The dark clouds
Will soon disappear.
The sun will shine brighter,
The air will be warmer,
My smile, a little wider.

Spring will follow,
The flowers will
Bloom once again,
And I will once more,
Have sunshine in my heart.