DREARY DAYS
Birds flit among the mums
Totting up flower seed sums…
Chrysanthemums bright
Appear spots of light,
Where the last honey bee hums.
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When dreary days are the norm
We look for any storm….
To clear the air,
And clear skies prepare–
Some sunlight would help us feel warm!
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Overcast clouds and drizzle
Would anyones spirit fizzle…
But light from one’s heart
Rain clouds do part,
Thwarting the most evil missile.
–Jonathan Caswell