A glimpse of sunshine feels so good,

A rarity today,

The breeze is buffeting the clouds,

And begs them, “Go away.”

 

The wind is messing up my hair,

Can’t get it to look good,

It’s threatening to blow me down,

If I don’t grasp this wood.

But look! The sun is coming up,

It’s bringing warmth and cheer,

And though it’s looking hopeful now,

It won’t last long I fear.

 

So I’ll just keep on hanging on,

And waiting for a break,

It has to warm up soon I hope,

Just how long can it take?