Would the Sun, say
'Love on'
before coming up each day?
Perhaps, why not?
Yet sure it keeps giving me
warmth, will, and energy to
spread it.
But what to do if rainy? Just
Hold on
Read the sky, behind the clouds
can always feel the sun,
warming us all
it spread in every heart.
And so, I chose to love on
giving my thanks
to all and every,
and shall forget not
that also rainy days
are merry.
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