Sunny Ray

When I called out the rain,

For making the day gloomy.

It rained even more heavily.

But there’s a little sunny ray,

Piercing through the dark clouds.

I went to it and it made me happy.

It whispers words I don’t understand,

Until after the grey clouds went away.

You’re that sunny ray,

That tucks itself in between the greys.

That still shine no matter the weather,

Runny eyes or growling thunder.

A big thank you to that little funny ray.

That never fails to blow those clouds away.

The ray that holds me,

Saying: everything will be alright.

~S.H.~

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