My Own Sunshine

Golden rays pierced the last vestiges of the night and dawn had come.
Her owl sat in the tree above while the scorpion sat at her heels.
Mute they were as the epic sunrise came to bathe her small form in its healing light.
She knew her worth.
Yes she did.
Grandiose dreams and all.
She loved deeply. Cared for all living things.
Always took care of others feelings even when hers were being trampled.
She was...herself and that was good enough for her.
She always did her best. Always.

Now here on the blacktop of her life she stood watching a new day come forth.
Today would be the day.
The day she would live again.
She would be grateful for all her past experiences.
She would treasure the present moment for it is what living was about.
And she would always bring her own sunshine when she went forth from this day.
For who knew who she would meet on her journey.
They may be a dark soul in need of warmth, light and love.

A deep breath in. A slow exhale.
She stepped forward to a new life.
Another adventure.

Stepping to the road once again her owl lifted from the tree and the scorpion scuttled along waving goodbye to the past.