Jar of Sunshine

If I could, I would suck some of today’s sunshine into a bottle and cork it quickly. I would leave it shining in my bedroom, like a vigilant night light, until the dead of winter, for one of those days that I doubt the sun exists anymore, a day that real fear tinges the edges of my mind that the sun has absconded. For those bitterly cold days, when old snow hardens in jagged, dirty icebergs in parking lots, when the sky is a bleak, unforgiving gray. Then I would open that bottle and fling its light all over creation. It would melt the snow, dissolve the grey, and shine in every gap, just as it did today.

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