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On days such as these
I close my eyes, and I can hear
the whispering of trees amongst themselves
as leaves rustle while winds dance upon the way
and the birds sing enchanting melody
singing in praise of sunlight, and rainy day.
And the clouds, they part to clear a path
sunlight peering through, a shard of light
that dances upon the leaves and ground
warmth leaving a kiss upon my cheek
enfolding me for a moment of light.
Then the shadows loom once more
and the sunshine fades and dims away
lost behind a viel of white
and leaving me beneath the shades of trees
wondering if i shall ever see the sun
On days such as these
when the sun shies away from view
and the winds are softly blowing
I sit and smile beneath a tree
and watch the rolling clouds go by...
