Sunny Day Smile Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

The world's a different place on a sunny day,
The mood change is obvious to orange from gray.

Unhappy souls perk up, smiles crease their face,
Not to enjoy this wonder would be some disgrace.

Burdens become lifted, all worries become light,
The mood of heavenly pleasure continues through the night.

After days of warm sun, new persons are born,
In the same bodies that in the gloom were full of scorn.

The New World is here, but that Order we don't heed,
That Sunny Day Smile is what we really need!