GRAY CLOUDY DAYS
Many days come and go,
Not all sunny and bright
Some are full of quiet beauty,
Not completely in our sight.
The doubters think the end is near
They don’t know what to do.
Complaints and then sad music
Keep them in the mood of blue.
There is more to life than being down
And that’s a fact that’s hard to teach.
I guess it’s by example then,
You show them how to reach.
Life is full of good times
If you look you will see
And what it is that will tickle one
To another an offense will be.
Gray clouds are rolling in the sky
They’re a beauty to behold.
When a ray of sun breaks through
We think we’ve found some gold.
The gray was sad, but then gave dazzle
The dazzle took our breath away.
Was it real or another miracle
None of us could really say.
Life we take one day at a time
It is such a wonderful thing
While we have it let’s live it well.
Let’s rouse and give it a fling.
We’ll love the obvious
And look for the prize.
The gray and the bright, hand in hand
We finally realize.
Stanski
December 28, 2019
Steve Haarman 