bring me sunshine in a cup
bring me laughter in your hands
bring me hunger then fill me up
bring me lustful grains of sands
bring me teardrops you have shed
bring me fireflies trapped in glass
bring me reasons to stay in bed
bring me ransom from my past
This poem is in response to a by a prompt at
with special thanks to Paisley who did the prompt first and reading her poem inspired me to write my own.
The first line comes from an Emily Dickerson poem of the same name.