A Gray Day
The sun has not come out this livelong day,
Instead clouds have hidden it’s face away.
The soaking rain drops tho have been few
But imminent damp has hampered the view.
Living in paradise what you want to do
Is go outside and wander for a block or two.
To live in the sunshine, breathe the air that’s pure,
To see all creation and feel your life’s secure.
Gray days interfere with the lives of men
Bringing regret for deeds they cannot mend.
Thoughts of loved ones never to see again
And longing for touch from a vanished hand.
Tomorrow the cloudy shroud will be gone.
Life will leave each to bear burdens alone.
Unless they are few then he will dance
Celebrating the sun and giving thanks.