A pocket of sun

A pocket of sun within a cloud of one,
rains down from heavens so gray.
Reaching in might,
like a yellow lite-brite
in the middle of a dark dreary day.

It breaks through the bleak,
the cold, out of reach
and pours out your warmth on the way.

We're almost there,
to the spot where we'll share a moment of
freedom and play.

In dark or in bright,
in hard times and fright -
your willing to help come what may.

Across the street or with miles so steep,
your brightness will soak me soul deep.