Mrs. Sunshine (If It Doesn't Feel Like Sunshine, It's Not Love)

Love is sunshine on my body,
warming my bones and bronzing my skin,
filling my heart with mmm, mmm good
If it doesn't feel like sunshine,
then it's not love

Love is holding a sweet baby,
cuddling with a child,
wrapped in that full, safe and warm
comfort in the chest and belly

Love is hearing one of my favorite songs come on,
and I’m sure it is a love note from God
because He knows it would make my moment

Love is almost like eating ice cream
which is ohhh, so good
but that’s probably just a chemical thing

Love is talking to a dear friend,
the kind with so many “remember whens”
and having a real connection
even though you haven’t talked in months
or maybe just yesterday

Love is kneeling in prayer,
anytime, anywhere
and pouring out my heart in whatever state it’s in—
and knowing God knows it already
and holds it carefully

Love is choosing to respond with an open and loving heart
even when I want to close shop
and give up for a while because “this just is not working.”

Love is seeing beauty in the clouds
when what I wanted was sunshine
Being stood up on a "hot date"
is always a disappointment
but it’s easy to forgive the sun
I know he’s always there
and the clouds won’t last forever

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