I caught a tiny sunbeam
It fell into my palm
Just like a morning daydream
Placed there to keep me calm
I knew not why it landed
But there, it did reside
This gift that I was handed
Had much warmth to provide.

I clutched the sunbeam tightly
And pulled it to my chest
Brushing its head, so lightly
For I felt truly blessed
To hold a sight, so pleasant
So filled with joy and glee –
The world’s most cherished present
Had come to rest with me.

I knew that I had strengthened
Within the sunbeam’s stay
But time cannot be lengthened
And moments fade away
We parted paths at nightfall
The lone sunbeam and I
But, to this day, I recall
We never said goodbye.

© 2006 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection